Russellings of the Spirit

Jesus Christ

  • A Way in the Wilderness…

    Fifty-two years ago today, an epic adventure took place. Footprints were placed on a new, unfamiliar landscape.  Eyes were opened. Discoveries were made… discoveries that were both earth-shaking and life-altering. Old barriers were broken down and we witnessed the dawn… Continue reading

  • Whatever happened to whistling?

    As I walked into the restroom at the Denver Convention Center the other day, I was whistling.  To my best recollection, the tune was Phil Collins’ I Can’t Dance… the most recent song playing on my car’s radio when I parked… Continue reading

  • What’s At the Heart

    I love Hud. True confession time: at first, I did NOT love Hud. At all. Hud (or Uncle Hud) is the name Kansas City Royals fans have given to Rex Hudler – the  guy who does play-by-play of Royals games on… Continue reading

  • The Day After

    I went to the football game on that Friday night in October. Going to the game was an important ritual in the town where I grew up. In fact, in the 1960s in the midwestern U.S., it was an act… Continue reading

  • Blades of Grass

    I was supposed to go to my 50th high school class reunion last year. Instead, all members of the Hilliard (Ohio) High School class of 1970 spent our reunion year cowering inside hermetically sealed isolation suits, trying our best to avoid… Continue reading

  • In Praise of Slow

    Normally, I am a pretty fast guy. I walk fast. I drive fast (much to Joan’s great displeasure). I eat fast and drink fast. I cook fast, I wash the dishes fast, and I make my bed fast. I even… Continue reading

  • New Glasses

    “He noticed!” said Joan with a hint of surprise in her voice. “Yes he did…,” I replied, adding, “…That’s because Elijah is a Professional Noticer of Things.” Elijah, operating the sound board for our church’s outdoor worship service yesterday, noticed that I… Continue reading

  • Blessed Assurance

    Poor Rosie the dog. You see, yesterday was trash pick-up day on our cul-de-sac. Actually, because of the goofy way the city of Fort Collins does business, yesterday was one of THREE weekly trash pick-up days on our tiny eight… Continue reading

  • Tennis anyone?

    I am not a huge tennis fan, but I do love watching a good, sustained, competitive tennis volley. Each player is moving to the ball… returning their opponent’s shot with confidence… probing to find the perfect angle to sneak the… Continue reading

  • Homecoming

    Where is your place? Whenever I discuss the important places in my life, I usually list four:  Columbus, Ohio – the place where I was born. Seattle, Washington – the place to which our family moved in 1969 (and still… Continue reading