Do you every wonder if the way you spend your time is pleasing to God? Lately I have been puzzled by the way I spend my time. Everything we do in life should serve one purpose. To bring glory to him. If your involved in ministry, is it for your glory or his? If you
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A movie this week reminded me of how often we battle each other. I thought of the time in the book of Mark, when the disciples were arguing over which one was Jesus’s favorite. They were arguing at the very time he was trying to teach them love… humility… and kindness. We compete on
The meal was amazing as was the time with my beautiful wife. Walking around downtown always brings peaceful thoughts in the company of the one I love. Blinded by my favor I had not taken the time to help those hurting and far from God! Then he opened a door for us as he asked
How often do we limit God? When you pray do you allow your wildest dreams to be of request or do you think you shouldn’t bother him with it? Do you allow him to help with your goals… do you picture him answering the request of your imagination… he only wants to do more than
Why does everything have to be either human or divine? Are we not made in his image? We believe that being human means we have to earn our way to being divine. Are we not already divine by the holy spirit? Then why do we work so hard to earn his love? Don’t we already
I write the messages he puts on my heart. I spend each morning with a prayer of thanksgiving for his grace… for the blessings he so richly pours on my head. As I reflect on the prayers… the writings… do I truly understand the level of favor I have. We go from day to
Where do you find your heart? When you lay down, is your heart on worldly matters or our Savior? I see stickers “I heart my dog” – “I heart my state” – “I heart my country”. I see people who plan their whole lives around a celebrity as if that person can bring salvation. Still
He was simply serving our food. As I told him we were about to go to God I asked him if there was anything we could pray about. At that moment heartbreak covered his face. The tears started to flow as he asked that we pray for his 25 year marriage that was in trouble.
As I handed him a blanket and some money I could see the dirt. I could smell the days on the street. I could sense the loneliness. As I drove away I thought of all the homeless people I have helped but not one time have I offered a hug. I told them of the
HATE… Such a strong word that seems to be everywhere. I see hate between people over ethnicity. Hate between people over political differences. Hate because you believe different than I do. I see hate because your life style doesn’t agree with mine… or your sexual preferences I don’t agree with. Enough!!! Our Savior, our King,