Things to think about.
We received a brochure in the mail this past weekend. The catch-phrase on the front said, “Life’s too short to clean your own home.” I had to read it twice. It sounded crazy. Now it has me thinking, and I am coming up with more questions than answers. If life is too short to clean […]
I ate at McDonalds for lunch today. I proudly marched right in and I didn’t even have a kid with me. I even liked the food. There. I’ve said it. What almost no one else will admit. Ask just about anybody about McDonalds and they will get this high-brow look on their face as they
The tree is gone. The big hackberry tree. The one that lived and grew in my back yard for 30 years or more. The one that provided so much shade. The one that provided food for the birds. The one that held the rope swing that we all enjoyed, flying through the air in long swooping arcs, toes pointed
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