Words Have Their Own Life
Most of the time I can believe that what I say to the people I talk and share with is kind and gentle but if I really sit with that for a time, I, like many of you, might find that what sounds like kindness
Most of the time I can believe that what I say to the people I talk and share with is kind and gentle but if I really sit with that for a time, I, like many of you, might find that what sounds like kindness
It came about the next day that Moses sat to judge the people, and the people stood about Moses from the morning until the evening. Now when Moses’ father-in-law saw all that he was doing for the people, he said, “What is this thing that
I am mad. To me, ‘mad’ has two different meanings. One is ‘angry’; the other is ‘insane.’ Both appropriate. How I got to this place is unimportant. Could’ve been stress, big expectations, or a bad lot of shrimp. No matter. I am mad. Now that
A pastor I know prominently displays in his home a photograph depicting an impressive lightning bolt during a storm. He said it reminds him where the true power in the world lies – with God – not with humans. It is God who holds the
The topic for this issue is the account of Jesus sleeping in the boat during the storm. That story is one of my favorites, especially regarding the nature of faith, as it reminds me that God’s standard of when we’re in trouble is much higher
Each time we are issued with a boarding pass prior to a flight, either domestic or international, we presume that that flight will land us at the advertised destination. In the same manner when we buy a train or bus ticket, we trust that we
Faltering faith is like going to a gym, taking your lawn chair and sitting down and watching all the people exercise and then picking up the chair, putting it in the car and then stopping by the local ice cream shop to reward you for
Even for those of us who consider ourselves to be of strong faith and committed to maintaining a secure sense of spiritual fortitude, it can still happen, at least occasionally. Even for those of us who have encountered our own individual miracles firsthand in our
I believe in the power of cosmic justice. My problem is, I just don’t get to see it often enough. Once, I moved out of the left lane to let the guy tailgating me so closely I could not even see his headlights, let alone
Every day during one of my less favorite times of the day-my commute to the office-it is a fairly regular occurrence. I don’t have a multitude of pet peeves, or factors which cause me to become easily frustrated and anxious, but at the pinnacle of