Posted on Tuesday, January 3, 2012 in Uncategorized
Thomas, one of Jesus Christ friends, asked him about eternity “How can we know the way?” Jesus replied, “I am the way, the truth, and the life! Without me, no one can go to the Father. If you had known me, you would have known the Father. But from now on, you do know him, and you have seen him.”
Sweet invites his readers to consider the implications and benefits of living our Story as Christ’s Story.
Sweet captured the gospel and it’s implications accurately: “To be the humans God made us to be, we need grace.” We need that grace to effectively represent Christ for a dying world.
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Posted on Wednesday, November 23, 2011 in Uncategorized
Jesus was a the temple one day and a crowd of people gathered. Jesus sat down and began to teach them. As he was speaking, in the middle of his lesson, a group of religious people rushed up to Jesus dragging along a woman who had been cheating and was caught having sex with him.
Ahem, let me repeat that CAUGHT IN THE ACT of adultery.
Two things stand out here for me. One, the incredible shame and humiliation of being interrupted, caught, captured, paraded and “posterized” as an adulterer. Second, if she was “caught”, where’s the guy she was with?!?
Posted on Wednesday, August 3, 2011 in Uncategorized
Recently I’ve written about the value of self-esteem insurance. Access your strengths first. Admit your weaknesses second.
Bad Habit, Deep Roots
Friday while helping friends move I saw Marla’s Caribbean Cuisine. I wanted a menu.
For no apparent reason when I pulled into the parking lot I thought to myself, “I’ll just say I just moved into the neighborhood. They’ll gladly give me a takeout menu.”
It made no sense.
– If they had takeout menus, they would gladly give me one.
– If they did not, saying I was new to the neighborhood would not create one.
Posted on Friday, June 10, 2011 in Uncategorized
I’m sure it’s a flaw of some sort, but I’m not very respectful of my own limits.
Since elementary school I’ve struggled to fall asleep.
Some people love to sleep. Other people need more sleep.
I seldom sleep more than six hours.
Amy’s adjusted. Josh doesn’t care. Shannon still chides me, “Dad, go to bed. You need your sleep.”
I don’t know if I’m dysfunctional, but even when I go to bed at different times I always sleep about six hours.