Sharing – we all know what it means – giving a bit of what we have to others so that we all have the same thing in common. I think most of us would agree that sharing, for the most part, is a good thing.
Well, it is a good thing when what we are sharing is stuff – you know, cookies, toys, food, clothes, maybe homes, and cars. But what about sharing ideas or opinions. Sometimes that can be keep reading here
It’s a new week with a new issue. How far do we open our door? Do we open it all the way? Do we close it for a while? Where are Christians supposed to stand on this issue? Do we trust or fight our government? Do we fight continue reading here
We all know the ending to the Gospel of John and oh, how we love the wonderful reinstatement of Peter. The three times Jesus commissions Peter to feed his sheep beautifully parallel the three times Peter denied Jesus. Nevertheless, have you pondered the next thing Peter says to Jesus?
Peter turned and saw that the disciple whom Jesus loved was following them. When Peter saw him, he asked, “Lord, what about him?” – John 21:20a, 21 NIV
Yep. Peter turned around, and said, (and I paraphrase), “OK, Jesus, I got it, you know I love you, I’ll feed your sheep, I’ll be led to a death I don’t want, I’ll follow you – but, what about continue here
In nineteen days our lives will all change for the better! We will get healthy and lose weight. We will stop smoking. We will stop gossiping. We will start going to church every week and reading our Bibles every day. We will aggressively pound the pavement till we find a job. We will end bad habits and start good ones.
Or not.
Are you making a New Year’s Resolution? I’m not. I used to, but I decided that I don’t like nailing down one specific area where I need to change. And I don’t like knowing I am probably going to continue here
Who is the last person you want to see moving past you to get to the window seat in your airplane row? Yep: someone with dark circles under her eyes, pale cheeks, parched lips and throw-up bags tucked into the back pocket of her jeans.
Well, actually, that person might not be the worst seat companion. Someone must sit next to one of the continue here
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