From 60 to Zero

by   March 8, 2026 with No Comments

By Ashlie Miller

After a cold February, are you counting the days until spring? If you have a student (or teacher!) in your household, they are likely counting down the days until summer. Recently, our family had a countdown for a special trip. It was part of a Christmas gift. 60 days seemed like a big number – a long wait – at the time. Although I could see the passage of time as we ripped off a page each morning, some mornings I was astounded by how quickly it was passing by. Finally, day 0 was on the board.

Time is a funny thing, isn’t it? “The days are long but the years are short,” I’ve been told and have repeated many times as a parent. The crisis that we live through feels like an eternity in the moment, only to be vaguely recalled with the passage of time.

Waiting and time are closely intertwined, and more often than not, waiting has a negative connotation. Rather than hopefully anticipating, we slowly and impatiently wait.

The children of Israel were not good at waiting for anything. For example, when Moses went up to the mountain to talk with God for forty days, the people felt like it had been an eternity. All hope was lost, and impulsiveness and impatience led to the terrible decision to make a golden calf as a stand-in for the God who brought them out of Egypt. God saw it, and He told Moses that they quickly made that decision (meaning, they hadn’t been waiting long, really).

We see impatience in the New Testament, particularly among the friends and disciples of Jesus, who waited for Him to heal, stop storms, raise the dead, and feed people. But Jesus is not one to be hurried into anything. 

We even see it in our own lives. Perhaps we can recall from our past, a year ago, last week, or maybe even today, waiting on God’s provision, answers, counsel, clarity, or action. But rarely are we content to wait in quiet stillness, no answers, trusting for God to meet us there when the time – His time – is right.

I experienced this recently with a routine medical scan. Results came back (why do they send them early to us when we are not the experts?), I did not understand them, but I became anxious about what I read. But God clearly said, “Wait.” My callback appointment was delayed longer than most of us would want, and still, I could hear, “Wait.” What? Can’t I just look up some things online? No, that would definitely make things worse; what could I even do with that information if I could comprehend it? Do I spoil today with worries that can only be met head-on tomorrow? No, that would only ruin today for me and impact those around me who need my attention and care.

How did I hear this counsel? Was it audible? No, not truly; nothing mystical but no less fantastic. Echoes of truth came through daily scheduled reading, as well as personal times in the Psalms. When you read the word “wait” or “hiding place” enough times consecutively, you know that something greater than the universe is talking to you!

So, wait, I did, and the peace washed over in great, comforting waves. Hopefully, I will remember these things the next time (which may be only a week away!).

What about you, who or what are you waiting for? How can you improve your waiting? Can you look back and see where the wait really wasn’t as long or as horrible as you thought? Maybe there is as much to reap in waiting as there is in what you’re waiting for.

Ashlie Miller lives in Concord, NC with her family. She will *wait* for your email at mrs.ashliemiller@gmail.com.

Team Leadership

by   March 7, 2026 with No Comments

By Doug Creamer

Team Leadership

            I feel blessed that every year I am able to help supervise the officer election process for NC DECA. The DECA club is an organization for marketing students. Club members participate in fund raising and civic activities on a local level. There are also district, state, and national competitions. The competitive events include tests, role plays of real life scenarios, team events, and written projects. In my career, I was fortunate enough to go to the national conference five times.

            The election of the state officers includes an application, a knowledge test, an interview with a committee, and the election by the voting delegates. I give the test and then work in one of the committee rooms. I have to tell you that these young people make such a huge impression on me, both the candidates and the committee members. These are high school students who are dressing and acting professionally.

            The candidates are asked some tough questions by the committee and deliver great responses. Once the interview is over, I listen as the committee discusses each candidate’s qualifications and how they performed in the interview. You would be impressed if you saw how mature these students are.

            I tell candidates and the committee members why I continue to return each year. They give me hope! They are the future of our country, and if you met these individuals you would have peace about the future. I believe these young people will rise to greatness. They will become our future corporate leaders and entrepreneurs.

            As I listened to the students discussing the candidates this year, I was impressed by how they thought each one would perform as a team member. When I asked the students to explain what they were looking for in a candidate, they pointed out the importance of understanding that it is not about what one individual does but what the team does as a whole. Individual glory can reduce the overall success of the team. It’s amazing to me what wisdom these young people have and what they could teach our politicians.

            When I reflect deeper, I realize it is exactly what Jesus was trying to teach us. God is not looking for spiritual superstars; rather, He wants us to come together as a team. That’s why we are referred to as the “body” of Christ. We have many different moving parts that all come together to accomplish great things for His kingdom. Each person in the church plays an important role to fulfill God’s purposes for that church in that community.

            The people who clean the church are equally as important as the pastor of the church. If the church is dirty and messy, people will not come back. If the pastor fails to do his job, people will not come back. A warm greeting at the door makes my heart more receptive to the prayers of the elders of the church. Having good teachers in both the children’s area and the adult classes will keep people involved in the church. The people who count the money and pay the bills are just as important as the choir who lead us in worship.

            As members of a local church, we need to find our place. You don’t want me singing in the choir or no one will come! I think I can do a better job teaching Sunday school than organizing the cover dish lunch after church. God has a place for you on His team and it is not sitting in the stands. Discover your place and get involved serving others.

            There are two things everyone can do to help their church. We can all pray. Don’t put yourself down or think that your prayers aren’t doing any good. That’s a lie! Your prayers are powerful and effective. They are needed for your church’s success. You can also be a thankful encourager. When you see someone serving in your church, thank them. Offer them words of encouragement. These simple things have more power to boost morale and build unity than any program. We all benefit from encouraging each other.

            I want to encourage you to find your place and become more involved in your local church team. Remember the importance of encouraging other members and thanking them for their service. There is great power in your prayers and they make your church a better place. Serving in some capacity will make your church function better. Warmly welcoming visitors is everyone’s job. We want our churches to be beacons of hope that point people to Jesus. We are all an important part of the team.

Contact Doug Creamer at PO Box 777, Faith, NC 28041or doug@dougcreamer.com

Garden Enigma

by   March 6, 2026 with No Comments

By Roger Barbee

Garden Enigma

Early evening and suddenly every bird at or near one of the three bird feeders in our back garden disappears. No bird song. Only the silent flutter of wings as the quiet before the storm passes, and the storm settles on a limb of a dogwood tree.

The resident Cooper’s Hawk perches, facing the house. Its roan-tinted chest plumage reflects late sunlight as the eyes study every piece of the small garden. Its flat crown reminds me, in a silly way, of the flat-top hair style some boys paraded during my youth. But this flat top half crowns two dark, piercing eyes that  search for a meal in our garden, the one where we feed its potential prey for our pleasure, not for its food.

The head moves from side to side and soon the body of death turns and faces the wider, back expanse of garden, perhaps hoping to find food in the larger area. But, when none presents itself, the grey-shoulder hungry one drops to the ground and peers into the thick, green foliage of the gardenia. One hop of grey death flushes a male cardinal that flies low to the ground before escaping to the safety of the rhododendron.

Unruffled, the Cooper’s Hawk takes dominion over our side garden and Doug’s large front yard by perching on the white fence dividing our properties. Unruffled, but obviously hungry, it sits there for some moments before gliding away to expand its search. Within moments of its departure, a fat squirrel appears on the ground below one of the dogwood trees, and birds return to the feeders.

The small, back garden returns to another cycle, one that is an enigma of sorts since we humans attract the birds and squirrels for our pleasure by feeding them, not to provide for the fearsome but beautiful Cooper’s Hawk.

Decent Underpants

by   March 4, 2026 with No Comments

By Lynna Clark

I take great pride in keeping my home neat. It’s not always clean, but it is tidy. There’s a bright tablecloth on our little kitchen table, with a fruit bowl or flowers. Dirty dishes are placed in the portable dishwasher as soon as they’re used. David and I are the only ones here and the house is so tiny that it only takes a minute to make it neat.

However, last Monday we finished a long day and crashed. The tablecloth was dirty so I tossed it on the floor toward the laundry room. The dishwasher was full and in front of the kitchen sink hooked up to run. David wasn’t feeling well so he grabbed an old sheet and quilt then hit the recliner sofa. The week before, he moved to a new office and had pulled books off our shelves, sorting stuff in piles on the floor. Our house was unusually trashed.

Books were not the only thing to hit the floor that night. About 2am, he got so violently ill that his blood pressure bottomed out. I found him passed out on the bathroom floor and had to call 911.

As I jerked on clothes, described his symptoms to the dispatcher, and prayed my sweetheart wouldn’t die, I ran to turn on the porch light and open the side door. Lickety-split my little upside down house was filled with firemen and paramedics who do not know what a respectable housekeeper I am. Wouldn’t you know it! The one time…

This is where the wise person would tell you that none of that matters now that I know David is okay.

While that is very true…

The next day I found myself cleaning the house top to bottom, rearranging the bookshelf, spreading out a clean table cloth, washing all the linens, disinfecting the floors, and thinking of a reason to invite the emergency guys back for a do-over.

Perhaps if I bake a cake to thank them for their great efficiency and kindness…

This time the 911 call would sound like this:

“911. What’s your emergency?”

“Oh… no emergency. Is the same crew working that worked Monday night?”

“Yes ma’am. Is this the lady with the messy house?”

“They TOLD you that?”

“Yes ma’am. They were appalled. Apparently there was a pink striped sheet on a red sofa. Sounds hideous!”

“Could you please send them back? I have cake!”

“No ma’am. They said if you ever called again to tell you they would not return to such a pigsty.”

“But… but I have cake.”

“No cake in the world would entice them back. They also told us about your bedhead. Said you looked like a woman in a bad wig wearing clothes with yesterday’s coffee stains.”

“Sigh… it’s true. It was bad. Sorry I called…um… have a good night.”

“You too ma’am… because they are not coming back.”

Mama always said to wear decent underpants in case there’s an emergency.

You know… they did not even check our underpants!

Thank the good Lord.

Time With a Friend

by   March 1, 2026 with No Comments

By Ashlie Miller

Beautiful routines have been developing in my home with my best friend. We occasionally meet on the front porch together, often with our books in hand, to read separately or to observe the environment. We may or may not interrupt each other with conversation, but mostly, we end up in the same place, sharing space and presence.

Towards the end of 2020, my husband and I looked for ways to spend time together since we could not get away from home for many dates. We developed a new weekly routine of late-night tea time. Sure, we enjoy the little treats we would not usually indulge in, and tea is quite comforting. Still, more than that, it is simply having that uninterrupted time together. Sometimes the time includes reflections on the day, but the goal is to focus on each other, not even the tea.

Lately, now that we have teenagers who can manage, we sneak away once a week in the early mornings for coffee (for him) and tea (for me). These usually have an intentional purpose of looking at our calendar for the week, looking for ways to be productive, and talking about matters of importance.

These frequent, regular meetings did not occur with the expressed purpose of strengthening our relationship. They naturally happened because we enjoy each other’s company and can’t get enough of each other. There are times we seek each other for company and different times of intentional scheduling. Our focus is not on the words we will share; it is on shared time and communion, enjoying each other’s presence, and growing closer together. Making time for each other grows organically because we genuinely enjoy time together.

In the book “A Praying Life,” Paul Miller (no relation) compares our prayer life to a family meal – time together, no rush, enjoying each other’s company with laughter and discussions. We often approach our prayer time, if we even have one, as a duty, a daily checklist, or a Christian discipline. But, as Miller points out by sharing Revelation 3:20, God wants something more wonderful for us than that: “If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me.” Yes, he wants a relationship, but the God of Heaven also wants to feast with us! He is not waiting for us to approach with a perfect prayer framework, although those can be helpful. He simply sets the table and opens the door for us to spend time with Him.

Prayer is one of the most neglected works of the Christian, maybe because we look at it as work. In modern, hurried times where eating a meal is just a duty and necessity, we do not know what it is like to feast with a friend, slowing down, relishing the moment and the company.

All great, big things begin with a small step. What would happen if you took a small step to slow down, lean in, and find a small moment to talk to the King and Creator today? It may start with spending time with a close, earthly friend and tasting what that type of relationship is like. As I said, beautiful routines have taken shape in my home with my best friend, actually, two of them – my husband and my Lord!

Ashlie Miller and her husband, Chad, live in Concord, NC. You can contact her on ashliemiller.com.

Words of Encouragement

by   February 28, 2026 with No Comments

By Doug Creamer

Words of Encouragement

            Our words have the power to lift people up or to crush them. The way we say our words and our facial expressions can communicate things that can affect someone’s day. Every interaction you have with someone, be it your boss, co-workers, customers, spouse, family members, service workers, or cashiers has the power to make or break someone’s day, week, month, year or even their destiny.

            As a teacher, I am keenly aware that my words carry power. I have always been aware of what I said and how I said it. Was I perfect? NO! I missed the mark more than once. I remember once coming down hard on a kid who needed discipline. After praying, I realized I came down too hard. The next day, I took the student in the hall and apologized to him. He was stunned. “What? You are apologizing to me? I never had anyone apologize to me before.” We talked for a minute, shook hands, and returned to class. It changed our relationship in a very positive way.

            I have seen how my words touched students’ lives. It isn’t always our words that make a difference. I had one student who took every class I taught. He asked me if I knew why he liked my classes, and I didn’t. He said, “I feel seen and heard in your room. You always answer my questions. You are always there if I need to talk.” In that case, it was my words and actions that made a difference in my student’s life.

            Coaches also have incredible power in their words. I have sought out students who were at practice to talk with them about their job. I told the coach I was there, took care of business, then left. I have heard coaches speak inspiring words to build up their players, pushing them to reach for their potential. Sadly, I have also heard coaches spewing out profanity and speaking down to their players like they were worthless. I have often wondered if those student athletes thrived or grew up failing to reach their potential.

            I wish we would stop teaching our children the lie that goes: sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” That terrible lie teaches children that their words will have no impact. We live in a society that constantly puts people down. I guess we think that our words will never hurt. Sadly, our negative and hurtful words may live in someone’s mind and heart for the rest of their lives.

            Politicians smear each other. The entertainment industry makes putting others down a sport. Comedians encourage us to laugh at others. What happens to those people? Do we care what our words do to others? The Bible tells us that we will have to give account for our words. God is telling us that the things we say and the way we say them are very important to Him!

            That’s why I want to live my life in such a way that I am building people up, not tearing them down. I love to catch my students doing something right. When I praise them, I get to watch their face light up. I see the smile of victory on their face, which encourages them and pushes me to work harder to help them grow.

            I had lunch with a friend the other day and we talked about where we are in our lives and the things we are doing. We talked about some ups and downs. When I was driving home reflecting on our conversation I thought about how our ears play such an important part of any conversation. My friend listened and offered his perspective on some things I was dealing with in life. His words brought understanding, comfort, and encouragement because he listened. It’s not just our words but our hearts and listening ears that can encourage each other.

            I want to encourage you to consider carefully the words that you say and how you say them. Your smile, your “thank you,” your “have a nice day,” your “I am here for you,” and your “I believe in you. You are going to make it,” might be the life preserver that someone needs. We all have the power to lift someone up, which in turn will help to lift us up. My pastor tells us that our words create worlds. Don’t you want to create beautiful worlds for others? Use your words wisely and be that source of encouragement that others need. Look for the good in others and help bring it out.

Contact Doug Creamer at PO Box 777, Faith, NC 28041or doug@dougcreamer.com

Trusting

by   February 27, 2026 with No Comments

By Ed Traut

Psalms 28:7 The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song.

  • If we knew what God was doing and understood all things, we would not need to trust Him.
  • We depend upon Him completely, because He is our defense and just by His faithful and wonderful nature alone we can depend upon Him.
  • Just because of who He is and His greatness we can be full of gladness and praise Him, regardless of how things seem.

Prayer:  Lord, I lift my hands in praise and thanksgiving to You today because You are the almighty God.  No matter what I am going through I trust in You, because You have never let me down.  I worship You.  Amen.
 

Ed Traut
Prophetic Life

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