They say history repeats itself. Today some are waiting for a political outcome to provide a sense of peaceful stability and/or to ensure victory over oppression. Interesting though, as that is exactly what the 1st Century Israelites were also waiting for.
Their temple rulers and teachers had gone off course without a spirit-filled prophet speaking God’s oracles for more than 400 years. Imagine 400 years of Holy silence. Imagine the confusion wrought from different rebellions rising up to overthrow oppressive rulers during those years. Just imagine how familiar this sounds in today’s chaotic climate of pandemic and political upheaval.
Are you experiencing the distance between the political left and right with your contacts and friends? Do you refrain from liking or commenting your friend’s posts in your newsfeed? And have you unfollowed a contact because of political or news posts about politics? Our society is experiencing a widening in the gulf between political spectrums and this increases anxiety, fear and causes division.
If God exists why send this terrible virus? A question often expressed in our culture and recently sent to me by a close friend with a genuinely curious heart. It is a topic we have never discussed, yet an opportunity to share my faith and understanding of God in a way that ignites a deeper inquisitiveness for an answer.
My response is rooted in my own discovery of God’s character, promises, and role in human history. My answers were found in a quest to unearth the truth after God stirred my heart in a beautiful park where I often retreated in search of solace and peace. Then I pursued Him, to discover what follows…
Great navigators are great sign readers! Ship navigators read weather, nautical maps, and lighthouses. Plane navigators read instruments, weather, and landing lights. Automobile navigators read road signs. Signs point to something. They show the way somewhere. Signs help us navigate life.
What kind of garden did you grow up in? Was the garden of your youth weighty and wondrous or weedy and worrisome? What type of words were cultivated into your heart? And what type of words do you express toward others? This is important because words matter! Both the ones that come in and the ones that go out.
There has been a lot of discussion around the validity of online church and whether is qualifies as authentic Christian community. Often times the dialogue originates from trying to figure out why people are migrating to online community. That’s a great question! Great because the reasons are as various as the number of people who now consider an online campus their home church.
“Give Peace a Chance” is a popular anthem in the anti-war song by John Lennon. This floor-stomping, hand clapping protest song was sung 46 years ago from a ‘bed-in’ with his wife at the Queen Elizabeth Hotel in Montreal. It’s message and beat took the world by storm becoming one of the most popular songs of all time. It lifted John Lennon into the stratosphere of iconic celebrity. The lyrics position peace in contrast to several ‘isms’, famous names in popular culture, and controversial topics in the 1970’s. Continue reading →
I love turtles! I don’t know why. I mean what are turtles famous for? One mantra I read said, Slow & Steady Wins the Race! Maybe that’s it. I was a crappy runner as a kid so maybe I needed a mantra like that to keep in the game.
Her hand trembled as she placed it on the door to the King’s royal court. Esther knew that without an invitation she could die for walking through this door. She took a big breath, steadied herself, and pushed the large doors open. She heard their gasps, then silence as she stepped into the long walkway toward the Kings throne. King Xerses eyes were fixed on Esther as he lifted himself up from his ornately carved chair. She anxiously inched her way toward him focused on his hand, praying he would seize his golden sceptre to privilege her with access and life.
Trail walking is my ‘go to’ activity to shape up my focus in life’s difficult circumstances. During the change in seasons the trail become mucky making it difficult to reach my destination. I exert more effort with every step forward to lift my boots up out of the mud. It’s exhausting, but very good training for my muscles! Sometimes we need to exert the same level of effort with our thoughts and emotions to recalibrate their focus. It can feel like pulling them out of sticky muck to re-focus them on solid truth.