The Dragon of Monroe County
Tellico Plains is a charming village at the bottom of Tellico Mountain. And in this village there lives a dragon. I’ve seen it. It lives, breathes, grows, and waits for unsuspecting motorcyclists to pass its home on the Cherohala Skyway. The dragon’s identity depends on us. It depends on our ability to perceive its “dragoness.” We use all that we know about dragons to see this creature. Continue reading
I miss you. I miss my church family. I miss Sunday School, Vacation Bible School, cleaning the bathrooms, and even the rowdy UMYF. I miss you.
I didn’t quite realize when I suddenly accepted a job in East Tennessee how rarely I would be home or how much I would miss being with you. How often have we sung John Fawcett’s great hymn, “Blest Be the Tie that Binds?”
When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.
One of the stations in our sacred space invited our visitors to step out onto the kitchen porch, gaze at the stars, and thank God for the beauty of the earth. Our visitors stood in the cold, on our back porch, and searched at the sky. Looking for a star. The star. Most evenings, the sky was quite overcast. It was hard to find any star, much less, follow one.
As the youth were setting up this station, three deer were grazing in the playground. The kids were thrilled to see these graceful creatures, always reminders that even in our highly developed city, peaceful, beautiful, wild animals might appear, always reminders that God is the Creator. But it was hard to see the stars. So it was not clear what we should do.