Author Archives: Kit and Drew Coons

Our Kitsap County, having strictly complied with Covid protocols based on new cases, is in Phase 3 of reopening safely. Libraries, museums, theaters, and restaurants are now open. Coincidently, spring has spung under cloudless blue skies. Rhododendrons and other flowering … Continue reading →

Honest Bible teachers will admit, “You can make the Bible say anything you want.” Churchmen sometimes inappropriately interpret verses to justify what they want to believe. Scientists likewise desire to believe their own ideas, but they have a system of … Continue reading →

“Doubting Thomas” was not present when Jesus first appeared after the Resurrection. Thomas insisted that unless he could see and touch, he would not believe. Eight days later Jesus reappeared with Thomas present. When Thomas professed belief, Jesus mildly rebuked … Continue reading →

“All truth is God’s truth.” Although a cliché, this is accurate. Scripture and science cannot contradict because both belong to God. But some churchmen and scientists do have conflict, even animosity, primarily rooted in methodology. Churchmen emphasize faith. Scientists look … Continue reading →

When Kit started running consistently and entering road races, waiting among the non-runners for her to finish embarrassed me. I contemplated buying a leg brace as a silent, albeit false, excuse for my inactivity. Eventually embarrassment forced me to don … Continue reading →

Kit and I had lived and met in Nigeria and learned to love aspects of Africa. Some years later we delighted to lead a short-term evangelism team to Kenya. We were both runners in those days and thereby full of … Continue reading →

Decades ago, my godly pastor preached a strong message with political implications. I then taught the message to my Sunday School class and others. Later events proved that biblical interpretation to be undeniably false. I do not believe my pastor … Continue reading →

A twenty-two-year-old nurse—she refers to herself as a girl—entered the bombing-ravaged East London slums in the 1950s for, in her own words, “an adventure.” Worldly, conscious of style and appearance, often frivolous, and with no religion, she began serving those … Continue reading →

Our new home came equipped with a doe and her spotted fawn. We call them “Darma Deer and her deerling.” As in Little Rock, I put corn and apples out for deer because I enjoy watching them. With despair, but … Continue reading →

“The police are going to find your bodies in a vacant lot!” the tough guys promised as they encircled us. Nobody likes to hear words like these, especially two young white guys living in an ethnic inner-city neighborhood. In a … Continue reading →