Things to think about.
So I’m praying on my way to work this morning. Praying, and complaining a little. “God, why can’t I know you in a more real way? I want to talk WITH you as a friend, not TO you. Why does it have to be so hard to hear your voice? I wish you would speak directly to […]
I hate suffering. Especially when it’s near me, and most definitely when it is me. Unfortunately, many of us are called to do it. I used to think that the only good suffering was the kind where I was suffering for being a Christian. Persecutions and such. Now I think there’s more to it than
My heart beats at 68 beats per minute. That’s on the low end of average for a person who is sitting around doing nothing. When I get up and go for a walk, my heart works a little harder, speeding up to 72. When I wake in the morning, it’s already thumping along at 66
The other day I was in the bathroom when I whispered a prayer. The thought hit me that it was a strange place to pray. I know the bible teaches us that God is everywhere and we should pray always, but is it really appropriate to talk to the holy, righteous, almighty God, the creator
Sam and I came across some bones while on our Sunday walk. A skeleton of sorts. It was the backbone and rib cage of what I can only guess was a deer. It was kinda weird to see it laying there by the side of the road so we stood for a while, trying to
I hope this post doesn’t sound too “preachy.” It is something that has been on my heart and although I mentioned it in my post about the Haiti trip, I find myself feeling the need to unload my heart just a little bit more. So, here it is. Read or ignore, but at least I have gotten
I like free stuff. Free food; free gifts; free time. I even like buy-one-get-one-free sales at the grocery store. I don’t think I am unique in this. There seems to be something in most all of us that finds it hard to resist something free. Yesterday, I bought some chicken for lunch. Since I had
Her surgery went well. The tumor was benign. We had prayed for that. We had hoped for that. We even dared to expect that. But we knew it could have been otherwise, so we thank God for an answer to prayer and the result we had been hoping for. I don’t always get what I want. I don’t
There is a roll of insulation in my attic. It’s sitting there, packaged nice and neat, doing almost no good at all. Still rolled up tight in it’s original wrapper, it provides no insulating value. And it’s been that way for two years. When I bought it, I fully intended to take it to the
Thanksgiving at Mom & Dad’s house always has great food and exciting (usually loud) conversation. This Thanksgiving we got into an interesting conversation about creation and time. The earth is millions of years old? The earth is a few thousand years old? Genesis is literal? Genesis is allegorical? Seven days or seven eons? How long did