So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
Monday for our family this week was grocery shopping day. Christy and I met up at Kroger during our lunch break to fill a cart to help keep our children fed. As is normally the case, when I put the groceries away I found opened boxes of different items that had been abandoned overContinue reading “Time and Introspection”
It’s a long story, so I will attempt to keep it short. A few months back I decided I wanted to do a series on how friendships with Jesus changed and challenged people. It was something that challenged me to look at how Jesus interacted with specific people. It also revealed his humanity that heContinue reading “Limiting Others: A Reflection”
It has been often and well said that one of the reasons that adult men love sports is that they are taken back to their childhood so quickly and easily. Probably so. There is, however, that point when our analysis of sporting events causes us to miss the obvious happening in front of us. SuchContinue reading “Blocked View: Analysis Paralysis”
Now, if you have been around me lately, and you see the glass of tea above, you will assume that the missing ingredient is sugar. You would be correct, partially. There’s a little more to the story. For the last year a glass of sweetened tea has not been consumed by myself. Realizing that IContinue reading “My Missing Ingredient”
Over the last few years my understanding of prayer has grown and I want to share a quick thought. A piece, you will, of my understanding. Having grown up a Baptist I had only primarily been exposed to spontaneity in prayer or extemporaneous prayer. Unrehearsed, off the top of the head, or from the bottomContinue reading “Let it Fall: A Prayer”
Originally posted September 2018 I feel like a part of my childhood has ended today. When I was born, I had three living grandparents. They all passed away before I exited my preteen years. My mother’s grandmother, Geya, passed away before I reached 10 years of age. I don’t have many memories of her, butContinue reading “Unmoored”
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