I saw the blue lights on my way to work this morning. They were not for me. They were for another. They were leading them home. Two police cars were traveling side-by-side, leading the way in the early morning fog and rain. Their lights were flashing as they drove north along the highway, with a string of car lights a mile long following behind them. Here in the south, it is tradition to pull over or slow down when approaching a funeral procession. It is considered a sign of respect and honor for one’s life. We all slowed down. I have seen this […]
Category:Life, Heart, Soul
I first became aware of the phrase, “Keeper of the Stories” when I began to research lighthouses and their keepers. These men and sometimes women of yesteryear, also referred to as “Guardians of the Light”, were considered people of honor and respect though their work was very hard and lonely at times. They were in charge of saving ships in distress, sending out warning signals, and keeping the lights polished and in pristine working order, always ready for an approaching storm. An important part of the lighthouse keepers job was to keep the log books. Daily journals recorded the weather and the number and type of ships passing through their […]
Category:Life, Heart, Soul
Once a year I take a vacation day from work, spend a couple hundred dollars and trek across Atlanta in the early morning traffic for two hours. It is so that I can attend Leadercast, a motivational event that focuses on leaders worth following. We all need that. The world needs it. And I like seeing all of the good that can come from our human potential – the creative, the imaginative, the kind, the funny, the brave. It’s worth a day of my time and a couple hundred bucks. If you get a chance to attend the yearly event live or at one […]
Category:Life, Heart, Soul
They had been out all night and caught nothing. They were hungry, tired, and smelled of ocean. The early morning chill still hung in the air. The cold could be added to their list of grievances too, but mostly they were hungry. As they pulled their boat up on the shore, their muscles sore and aching, they could smell the faint aroma of fresh fish cooking. They looked around, and as the fog began to clear, they saw in the distance a glowing fire with several fish laying on top. They could faintly hear the crackling of the fire in the morning stillness, perhaps with a little olive oil drizzled on top […]
Category:Lessons from the Sea
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About the Author
Sue McCusker is a writer, Bible teacher, and web developer who loves sharing the stories of life, hope, and faith she sees around her every day. She has written for Guideposts and Angels on Earth magazines, and teaches the story of God in women's Bible study.
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Happy are the feet of those who bring good news! Isaiah 52:7
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