I hate goodbyes. I really do. I rarely say them, even when face to face with someone I may not see for months, or even longer. Goodbyes mark endings, not beginnings. They come with sadness not joy. They lack hope. So I avoid them like the plague. I try to…
Read moreIt seems like you can turn on the television any time, day or night, and watch some sort of competitive reality show where the people are tearing each other down. I find myself watching them, more intrigued by the lack of human decency than by the people themselves. Sure, there’s…
Read moreI love writing – especially when I feel like I’m listening and letting God guide my thoughts. I love it because it’s those times that I hear God best. Or maybe it’s when I’m listening closest because I want to be poured out in a way that glorifies Jesus. But…
Read moreI already knew the outcome. I knew he won his 18th medal in the London Olympics. But still, I watched. I watched into the early hours of the morning as Michael Phelps swam his last race as an Olympic athlete. I watched as he was interviewed about that race and…
Read moreI often pray Psalm 141:3, because my mouth can be used to glorify Jesus or to harm Him, if only by what people see in me as a Christ follower. “Set a guard over my mouth, Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips.” (NIV) I wish my words…
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