Posted on August 29, 2014
I vaguely noticed a strange noise outside my car. It’s probably nothing. I pulled up to a stop sign and glanced over at the driver next to me leaning forward to get my attention: "Your tire is flat," he mouthed, pointing to my rear wheel.
Posted on August 19, 2014
Who’s fighting for me? Jesus. Who’s the enemy? Houses, cars, clothes—stuff. Famous people who seek my allegiance. Rampant desire for youth or beauty or the love of another human. Anything I rely on, settle into, or yearn for that’s, well…temporary. What’s the prize? My heart. What am I going to do?
Posted on May 15, 2014
A man’s philosophic expression filled the screen. As one of the assemblers, he explained to Spurlock that they met together to “focus on something bigger than the individual.” Then a close-up of a middle-aged, blond-haired woman. Her voice trembled with emotion as she spoke. “We don’t need God or religion. We need to know we are here for each other.” I was done in...
Posted on April 1, 2014
Max says the story of the Israelites getting a second chance to cross the Jordan River and possess Canaan is a metaphor for us today. God gives us second chances and new beginnings. Each of us has a promised land awaiting us. But we also have a battle to fight to win our land...
Posted on March 29, 2014
I stopped at a bookstore, bought a book, and nestled down in my bed pillows to read: The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks and Win Your Inner Creative Battles. Written from his experience with years of avoiding his talent, author Steven Pressfield delivered one-page punches for combating resistance to creativity. The book troubled me. I recognized myself in the pages—a wannabe writer—who didn’t write...