Tag: God

When the Shoe Doesn’t Fit

post169pic_bWhen my grandsons try to walk in their dad’s shoes there is a lot of giggling and tripping as they struggle to keep their feet inside the shoe and actually make forward progress. It isn’t easy filling a big pair of shoes.

As much as the boys enjoy clunking around in dad’s shoes, they simply don’t fit and the reality is, it can be quite risky. However, it is not nearly as dangerous as when we try walking in God’s shoes. Why would anyone want to wear God’s shoes? Well, when God is small, someone has to keep reading here

It’s Time for Steak!

post164graphicLike many people who grew up in a churched family I learned early on to believe in God and to trust that Jesus died for my sins. However, my knowlege of God was fragmented and my understanding of Christianity was marginal.

I assumed the knowledge I had was true because it sounded and felt good and people I trusted had taught me. While I knew plenty of Bible stories, I had no idea how the stories fit together from Adam to Armageddon.

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How Many Books Does It Take to Know Jesus?

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Brian just marked his one-year anniversary of walking away from the corporate world. Amazingly, it is also the one-year anniversary of living with me day in and day out. Suffice it to say this has been a year of discovery.

Of all the people who know me well, Brian knows me best. However, if he’d written a book about me a year ago, he’d be writing the “Revised Edition” by now, Chapter One would be, “Moving In: Are You Kidding Me?”

This is our eleventh home as husband and wife. However, this may be the first move that we’ve accomplished together from start to finish. I’ve heard multiple times over the past few months, “When did you get like this?”

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Going to “The Masters”

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Brian and I were babysitting our grandsons in Georgia on Friday evening when the phone rang. It was Dan, “Hey, is dad there?”

I handed the phone to Brian and the next thing I knew, I was married to a twelve-year-old who had just learned there was a new bike under the Christmas tree with his name on it, and it was Christmas Eve!! Dan had an extra ticket to “The Masters” and had offered it to Brian.

Of course Brian would have to get up at 4 a.m. in order to get to Augusta in time, but that’s OK, he couldn’t There’s more here