I am strong. I can handle anything. I can juggle three jobs and a dozen fluctuating schedules. I can keep a clean, organized home and prepare homemade meals. I can spend time with people, and get along with people, and invest in people, and talk to people, and help people. I can deal with my own … More When My Heart Is Overwhelmed
Just a few weeks ago, I wrote about my chronic pain. An all-too-real, daily, constant, never-ending affliction. Years without answers. Searching for help and finding none. Today, much has changed, and I now look at the potential – the unbelievable possibility – that I will one day soon be pain-free . . . Seventeen therapy sessions. At … More My Comfort in My Affliction
“There are no words.” If I’ve read it once, I’ve read it a thousand times in the comments of those grieving in recent days. When an entire church of families and children is wiped out by persistent gunshots, it feels pointless to say anything. When a man is shot and killed in front of his … More When There Are No Words
As one who questions yoga and all things remotely New Age, meditation scares me. Meditation: Enjoying an indestructible sense of well-being. Directing awareness inward until pure awareness is achieved. Inducing a mode of consciousness as an end in itself. An internal effort to self-regulate the mind. I’m sorry, but if that is meditation, you’ll find me running in the opposite … More Changed by Meditation
I like to think I’m in good spirits most of the year. But when tax season rolls around, I always have to perform a heart-check. I fill out those wretched forms and give the government my hard-earned money with two thoughts in mind: 1} Why on earth am I self-employed? 2} Good thing the Bible … More The Other Side of the Coin
Journey of the Word 