As a parent, spouse, and friend, I’m tempted to just show up sometimes—preoccupied with something else I need to be doing or somewhere else I need to be. One of the great temptations in life is to lament lost moments while missing the ones right in front of our noses.
If science doesn’t point to a God who created, then God either doesn’t exist or is a cosmic clown playing a very bad joke on us.
Of all the quotes I’ve ever heard, this is one that I repeat the most.
How often have you found yourself in the middle of a store wondering if the item you’re looking at will fit where you want it to go at your house? Most people don’t think about the fact that your hand can be incredibly helpful in such situations.
Being movie buffs with bladders, that app allows us to know when to go—if you know what I mean. (You laugh now. You’ll download it in a minute.) That’s why I downloaded it years ago. But we found another great feature in the app. It tells you whether or not there are any extra scenes after the end credits.
I am struck by the great misunderstanding in our culture of what the Bible is actually about. When it’s quoted, it’s very often done out of context—by both those who say they believe what’s inside it and those who do not trust what’s in the book.
Take a music bath this weekend. And see what comes out in the wash.
When you are in deep trouble, say nothing, and try to look like you know what you're doing.
Sometimes we fake experience for fear of being exposed.
When we were at the beach earlier this summer and my son was bitten by a Limulus polyphemus, I could have immediately helped him when he started screaming.
There are some neighborhoods in which we’ve lived where the house has changed hands multiple times but is still referred to by the original owners’ names. It’s not that you necessarily like the previous owners better; it’s just that you knew them better than people who have just moved in.
If God is more interested in relationships than in religion—which I believe to be true, then it would make sense that God often teaches us through the zigs and zags in this world.
So, there I am strapped in to a chair facing the older girl that I had a crush on. My mouth is open and am getting sick all over her (and me) while being forced to look straight at her the whole time.
Several people that read yesterday’s blog asked if I’d post the picture that my dad took of the Georgetown church doors. Without further ado. . .
My guess is that you are wondering what that guy is taking a picture of. Or maybe you’re pondering why this man is on the ground. Or, perhaps, you are curious why I took a picture of him. All legitimate questions. Here’s the answer. . .
Sometimes, all it takes to change your disposition is a dose of perspective.
I thought I was having a bad start to the day. Then I got closer and saw the truck and its contents. . .
We are not who we think we are.
We are not who others think we are.
We are who we think others think we are.
Awhile back, I was looking over a bill and noticed that the company had misspelled our street name. They’d added a letter to the first part of the name. Then I looked closer and saw that the second word was "TRIAL" instead of “TRAIL."
The lure of sod is the idea that you just simply go buy it and then roll it out. Done that way, some of it might make it, but a lot of it won't be able to take root. Plus if we don't remove any of the debris and rake the ground beforehand, there will be an unevenness to it. It is the same in our spiritual life.
Life is fragile. God is not.
