Healing the Blind: Personal experience with God

Why do we put God in a box? Or a Ziploc bag? Or a room with a ceiling? We create these images of who & what God is based SOLELY on our personal experience with Him. Perhaps we should consider that we limit God when we look at Him in such [...]

Simple Joys

Joy can be elusive, but also something we don’t need to seek to find. Odd isn’t it? Sometimes it’s easier to find joy when we aren’t looking. Today was one of those days.
As a child having people wave to me while riding in a car brought a sense of personal accomplishment. [...]

It’s all about me

Yes, sometimes I use that statement as a joke. “Learn that now and it will serve you well in the future.” If true, the world would be in a sad, sad place. While I do think I can be pretty darn interesting, there must be more to this life than just me. [...]

Recipe for Hatred

3 cups – misconception
3 cups – misunderstanding
2 quarts – lack of communication
4 1/2 cups – stubbornness
5 cups – immovability
To taste – rebelliousness
1 1/4 cup – bias
1 cup – prejudice
7 cups – envy
2 cups – jealousy
1 teaspoon – evil nature
Depending on which you like better, start with a base of either a misconception or a misunderstanding. [...]

Do You Have ‘10′?

It’s always easier to be critical when looking back. And not just about ourselves. Attend any history class and you’ll probably end up thinking our ancestors were rather… well… dumb.
It becomes even more apparent when we read scripture that we’re reading the history of folks who just don’t learn quickly. There’s [...]

Hanging On

Swing high, swing free, my little boy. Your childish joy brings a tear to my eye. Laughing and singing on your swing you call, ‘Mom, look ‘it me, look ‘it me!” I must have said something back to you, for you started to laugh and said, “Oh come on mom, it’s not so high. Please, push me once again.” But I was miles and years away

Why do you think I need to be “saved”?

It’s happened a few times in my life. Typically by people who don’t pay very good attention.
They think I need to be saved.
Which is a bit offensive. Why should I attempt to ‘prove’ my faith, my belief, to those who I don’t know, and who don’t believe what I’m saying anyway? [...]

Amber Alert

Then the static started. And then the voice. State police announcing an Amber Alert after local police reported it to them. Two children abducted.

Last seen around…

She Liked…

She liked to whistle wherever she went. She liked the freedom and expression of it. She liked the images of orchestras and symphonies being replayed in her mind while she whistled. She liked the