As a child I grew up hearing stories of "stick Indians", tall, skinny, hairy, and stinky monsters that live in the swamps and forests. I have always assumed stick Indians were baby/teen ste'ye'mah, or bigfoot as they are better known.

The legends of my people say that if you whistle in the dark, they will come running. I have always used a high pitched shrill whoop that one uses to get another persons attention to call Ki'ho'sa and his group in to me. It lets them know that...

Please forgive me if I haven't taken the time to reflect on my recent Austin trip, but we'll take a few moments and paragraphs right here since I actually have some time now. It was a wonderful time while I was there, and I sure needed the break.

Central Texas, as a whole, is a fabulous place for any traveler to make an excursion. Austin is certainly a big part of that. I decided to spend a full week down there doing what I do best: explore. Why not? Picture-taking...

Affirmation: My ever praising God transforms the negative assault of the enemy into a spring of sweet waters which refreshes me.

It is not that I will not hear God, but I am not devoted in the right place. I am devoted to things, to service, to convictions, and God may say what He likes but I do not hear Him. - Oswald Chambers

When we emphasize personal salvation more than a personal Savior, we are asking people to put their trust in an experience rather than in Jesus...

Yay! My first blog!!! Ummm.. Now what?

It's yellow. It's sour. It does a lot of good things. I'm talking about a little citrus fruit called a lemon. Gorgeous little creatures, aren't they? Also very versatile, too.

Lemons in my kitchen have been sliced up to squeeze its juices in my glasses of cold water. Just do yourself a favor and don't get any of same in your eye or all over your hands. Sticky, sticky, sti -- cky. But have you thought about another part of the lemon that...