So I’ve spent this week in prayer and concentration on the cross and the mystery that is the life of Jesus. As I meditate on the six hours… on the moment he committed his life to his father… it causes such a bag of mixed emotion. At that moment, in that instant, it didn’t matter…
Why do we look for answers with impatience? Why do we struggle with faith not knowing for sure in our hearts that he will show up? We worry… we get impatient… we want our way, in our time. We look to our own understanding with no regard to his ways… his time. We make our…
Why do we insist on putting God in a box so we can understand? When thoughts of God take us out of our comfort zone we rationalize his ways… his power… his infinite wisdom. We try to put him into terms that make sense to us. I don’t truly understand how gravity works but…
His question was “how often do you read your bible and when do you pray”? As I ministered to his needs my simple answer was “What does it matter”? God does not want us to keep a check list or a time table on how often we do things. We are not making points simply…
Deeper and deeper. I never knew that as I studied and prayed more each day that I would see his face… I would look into his eyes… his heart. Now MY heart is not mine to keep but wholly his. As a common man I fear that he will lose faith in me. That he will see the ugliness…
Where do you find your hope? I listened from afar and I could tell she was upset and worried. As she helped with my purchase I simply asked “I know you have a struggle how can I pray for you?” She told me of her brain illness as she started to cry. I told her I would pray…
Where do you see God? I use to only feel and see him is certain situations… in certain places. I have come to realize he is everywhere. In the music we listen to. In the trees… in the clouds… in every part of the world around us. He is in the smallest of insects to…
His question, that I have been asked a hundred times in my life was simply: “what do you do”? How many of us would have the courage to answer: “I worship God every chance I get and share his story with everyone”! Just like always we judge our lives and others based on what we…
As this week has brought continue conversation and reflection on the life of my dad it gives me pause. Conversations have been about his integrity… his kind ways… and mostly about his love of Christ that shined in his daily life. He made my people his people. He made others feel important. He lived in…
Do you ever hide? Are you ever in a crowd or a situation where no one knows you love Christ and you’re okay with that? I had so much respect for him. His passion for Jesus showed in the visible tattoos on his arms and hands. He explained each one to me and told me…