Agatha Christie: Five Decades of Mysteries

Agatha Christie's creation
Hercule Poirot

To me, Agatha Christie was the Master of Mysteries. I know Poe came first. But his stories were more puzzles. He didn’t focus on mysteries like Agatha, or rather, the Grand Dame, did. Dr. Conan Doyle, with Sherlock, brought us the great detective story. But Agatha gave us three major detectives or couples, including Hercule Poirot, Miss Marple, and the ones I loved, Tommy and Tuppence. She brought the mysteries into our homes. At least the homes in England. And her detectives

Recently my sweet wife brought home a book that I think is a treasure. Agatha Christie: Murder in the Making by John Curran. Continue reading “Agatha Christie: Five Decades of Mysteries”

Remembering Their Sacrifice on Memorial Day

Memorial Day
Veterans’ graves

Today, we in the United States celebrate Memorial Day by remembering their sacrifice.  It is the day we’ve set aside to remember our soldiers who gave their lives in service. It is the day dedicate to remembering what we cannot forget every other day of the year.

The loss of the incalculable treasure of our young men and women.

When I think about these soldiers, I think of the sacrifice they and their families made for so many, Continue reading “Remembering Their Sacrifice on Memorial Day”

Attending Church With Joy

My son, Madison, loves going to church on Sundays. He loves to hear the choir. He calls them one hundred. It is the thing that he looks forward the most to attending all week.

Most times, when we are going somewhere, he dawdles, asks us to bring his Teletubbies and often his TV. They just need to be in the car for his comfort, like a child’s teddy bear. He does this even if we are just going to be gone a few minutes, of course he doesn’t understand what a few minutes means. Like some women going to the mall.

Madison going to church with his Teletubbies. Tinky Winky is purple.

But when we pull up at church, there’s no dawdling. No stalling. He gets right out of the car and, after making sure we have Tinky Winky, marches into church. Usually laughing and making us hurry to catch up.

Isn’t that a great picture of someone going into God’s house? Excited to see the Father, not just to check off a social obligation.

When our preacher is giving his, well, His, message. I stand in the lobby so Madison can watch it on the projector and his actions won’t disturb the people around us. Recently, I saw a young lady come into our church dressed in a festive Group of Young People at a Party Sitting on a Couch with Champagnesundress with a gift bag. As if she was going to a party.

Now, that’s the way to go to church. Going with an attitude of excitement and anticipation at what we are about to hear and experience, not with dread. Not guilt.

Hebrew 4:16 says that we can come boldly to the throne of grace. Not because of what we’ve done or the church we attend, but because of who He is.

Although our churches are very different in size, style, age, etc., they are all still His house, and you are going into His presence, or else we shouldn’t bother.

And if we look at church like that, wouldn’t we then look forward to attending. Maybe even with our best friend, like Tinky Winky, under our arms.

When was the last time you or your children were excited about going to church?

What do you look forward to the most about church?

Please leave me a comment. And thanks for reading.