Peggy Tales

Falling Off the Side Many years ago when I was just a new member of the church, one of the wonderful ladies and I were replacing the tablecloth on the communion table after a rehearsal.   When she laid it on the table she stepped back looking at the cloth and made a simple comment,      “Oops, one of the disciples has fallen off the side!” You see the crocheted cloth that our weekly communion sat upon depicted the Last Supper. When I looked the cloth was longer on one side then the other and one of the twelve was hanging off the longer side.      I replied, “Well, that must be Judas.” We just laughed straighten up the cloth and headed home. I think about that conversation often wondering how many times over the years I've “fallen off the side.” I know its many more times then I care to admit. What can I do to change my disobedience? NOTHING, I'm human and I'm a sinner. I AM A SINNER! (Here is where I wish I wou...

Leaving the Omaha airport was bright, even though night was still upon me. The yellow lights, which they probably call amber, were softened by the clearest blue ones.   I don’t know how the pilots get to the right lane to take off, but they do and we did. Omaha’s lights from the sky make me feel almost upside down. You know when you live in a place and there are no barriers from looking at God’s starry sky? Well this felt the other way around, staring at all lights below while being in the dark sky above. Then “poof” into the soft cloud for just a minute feeling like we were inside the fluffiest pillow you could imagine. Then the dawn popped up on the horizon of the cloud, beautiful. What an awesome view of God’s Glory. I caught myself humming “Your Name”.  “As morning dawns and evening fades You inspire song of praise That rise from earth to touch Your heart and glorify Your Name” Now as I’m looking over the huge white pillow below I t...