He kicked the flat tire and left his car baking in the sun. It was a signal his irritation had reached a tipping point. His brain was all jumbled by a flamboyant appetite for fun. But the troubles along the way had left him out of joint. Would he heed at last the sound Of […]
Having recently survived another birthday, I am reluctantly reminded of my age and the fact that I am getting older. What I also realized is that I will forever be getting older. Someday, I may die. Someday, I may get a new body. Someday, I may live in a different realm. But I won’t get
I was really blessed by this article, so I am sharing it here. I always thought I was commanded to be salt. But that’s not exactly what Jesus said. Here’s a link to a good read by Winn Collier: www.intouch.org
The rain fell despite the young boy’s protest. He stood on the front porch, staring out towards the wet black pavement on the street. He gazed up at the sky, shook his fist and yelled, “Stop it!” The sky answered with a far away rumble of thunder and refused to comply. The boy yelled louder, his
I never knew one could open the back of a watch with a big old crescent wrench until, out of necessity, I tried it. It made me wonder how many other discoveries I miss because I avoid the point of need. The saying is true that necessity is the mother of invention. The point of
Time is limited. You can’t do everything. Space is limited. You can’t keep everything. Want to do something different? Maybe you need to give up something you are doing now. Want to get something different? Maybe you need to give up something you have now.
Today, my youngest son graduated from highschool. He may still be worrying about what he will be, but today, I’m pretty proud of what he already is.
There have been times in my life when I felt God called me to do something so I stepped out and tried it and failed. I used to think that meant I must have missed it. Perhaps I did not hear his voice. Maybe He did not direct me as I thought. Maybe I didn’t
On trash collection day, we have two trucks that come by. One picks up the trash, the other comes later and picks up the recycle stuff. Earlier this week, I went for a walk down our street right after the trash pick up truck had gone by. The full recycle bins were all still sitting
Bob sat in his chair looking for the sunrise. He stared out the window, just waiting for the faint light to appear on the horizon. He glanced at the clock. It should be coming up by now. Maybe there are clouds blocking the weak early morning light. He waited. Bob waited in that chair for