WRITTEN BY TIM LABRECHE
There was a day not too long ago when Sheila and I were having a discussion in our kitchen. I can’t recall exactly what we talked about, but I know it was faith-related. She noticed I used the same word often while conversing.
That word is despite.
I’ve been thinking over…
WRITTEN BY TIM LABRECHE
The room was darkened, except for the stage. On that stage, the worship team sang out chorus after chorus, giving praise to our Father. Many times, I’m brought to tears in worship as I recognize my Father’s love and sacrifice for me. But this time it wasn’t the combination of their…
WRITTEN BY TIM LABRECHE
8 Because he is at my right hand,
I will not be shaken.
9 Therefore my heart is glad
and my whole being rejoices;
my body also rests securely.
10 For you will not abandon me to Sheol;
you will not allow your faithful one to see decay.
11 You reveal the path of life to me;
in…
WRITTEN BY TIM LABRECHE
I got a call on Thursday night from my mom. Dad was in his chair but wasn’t getting out of the chair to get ready for bed. She needed help. I went over and helped get Dad out of the chair and standing by his walker.
“Okay, dad, now start…
WRITTEN BY TIM LABRECHE
In the spring of 2010, we had the opportunity to purchase a new, dependable car for our family. Up until that time we had a rough couple of years. The loss of a job, we had to close our coffee shop, we had to sell our home before it was foreclosed,…
WRITTEN BY TIM LABRECHE
I recently had some new carpet put in my office at work. Like many things that happen in life, God used that situation to show me something I needed to see or remind me of something I may have forgotten.
When you get new flooring, whether it be hardwood, laminate, or…
WRITTEN BY TIM LABRECHE
We just got through graduation season. It’s always fun to see the recent graduate’s excitement for the new chapters that are ahead. I remember when I graduated back in 1989. It was a fun-filled summer. My wife and I aren’t native Iowans. We grew up in what my wife refers to…
WRITTEN BY TIM LABRECHE
In their annual reunion, five men gathered around the campfire on a cold April evening on the shore of West Lake Okoboji. While cradling hot cups of coffee in their hands, they shared stories of what’s happened since the last time they gathered. Tale after tale brought much joy and laughter.…