<!–[if !mso]>st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]–> “I want to trust God more,” you say. The biblical response is, “Go ahead.” “No, no, you don’t understand. My faith is tiny, and I just want to trust God more.” “Oh, well, if you’ve faith the size of a seed, you can move mountains. Amount ain’t the deal. Do you…
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Anger or Passion
<!–[if !mso]>st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]–> I’ve been angry with God these last couple days. I recall being on a Kairos weekend at Limestone Correctional Facility in Limestone County. At one point in the weekend, there was a snack break for everyone. I found myself talking with one of the inmates who sat at my table. He…
Serious Confidence
I heard fairly recently that a church authority said that he found charismatic Christians to act superior and overbearing. In my contact with this authority, I found myself exchanging with him intensely when he expressed that I thought people we mutually knew were spiritually immature, and not even Christian, because I didn’t agree with them. …
A Nic Kind of Faith
<!–[if !mso]>st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]–> I’ve worn glasses since I was in junior high. I remember being told by the optometrist that I should just wear them to watch TV. Once I started wearing them, I didn’t want to take them off because I could see perfectly. I liked that. I liked recognizing people from a…
Plenty Left Over
<!–[if !mso]>st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]–> Not too long ago we cooked supper for our daughter’s friends. They all gathered in our house to study together and watch movies after supper. April had already planned to make spaghetti. Anna wasn’t sure how many of the friends were coming. She finally firmed up a number and told her…
Yellow Hat
Oh, I was involved in the last throws of moving, relocating, the last steps of transition. It amounted to carrying the last of our bulk garbage to the city dump. To take this stuff that couldn’t fit in our garbage can to the dumb reluctantly seemed to symbolize the season we were leaving – just…
Stupid Score Card
I don’t like golf. I’m not against it. I just don’t like it. I hear that when you’re serious about it, you keep score (another reason I don’t like it). You’re given a score card to record your score per hole, and when you’re finished, you add up your score, and you’re given a prize…
Silent or Raw
She sits quietly and says nothing. He walks in and can’t keep his mouth shut. Your friend can’t help but share her heart. Your neighbor always keeps to himself even when you initiate the conversation. We’re all just a little bit different. I read this morning from Psalm 62. “For God alone my soul waits…
Fifty-six Cents
I like it when the Lord speaks in ways that cannot be compared to any other voice or medium. Our God is great God. I also like it when I find money. While cleaning the old parsonage we’re moving from, I found 56 cents. Before supper, I was changing clothes and remembered the change in…
Ambidextrous God?
Is God ambidextrous? According to Wikipedia, ambidexterity is the state of being equally adept in the use of both left and right appendages. God, according to scripture, may not be. The right hand appears to be the thing. God acts and dispenses justice, mercy and grace via the royal right hand. This is o.k. with…
Psalm 102 in The Message 