Spending time in the word of God is essential to knowing him better. You can read a verse today and see one thing, but two years from now, you could read the same verse and see something more — a deeper, maturer understanding of the Holy Spirit’s revelatory power.
Today I’m merely challenging you to S.O.A.P. your anchor scripture again. We did it for the first time on Day 8. My belief is that your experiences in the last 10 or more days, will reveal some growth and possibly the revelation of a new goal. Working to clean ourselves up so that we can better serve our Lord is good practice. We should continuously look to Father for his guidance and include him in every decision, conversation, or presentation that we’re a part of. Ask for clarity — even in the little things.
It is hard to explain really. I don’t think I will ever really be able to articulate how much faith I have acquired ever since I left religion, God, Jesus, and church in general.
Leaving took time. This feeling, this discovery, this realization did not really happen over night. It happened over time.
Growing up in a cult-like environment, I thought I had to fit a certain mold. I had to pray a certain way and singing in church was never an option, it was an obligation. I felt somehow that if I didn’t pray in a particular manner, or say “amen” as much as my adoptive parents did, somehow, I was not filled with the Holy Spirit.
There are scenarios of us at the table praying before we eat a meal and feeling inadequate. Feeling insufficiently prepared to be part of a spiritual world that justified slavery with a…
Not to alarm anyone, but I will be absent for the next couple days. I am having a medical procedure done today and it will take a couple days to recover. Nothing major at this point as my doctor is conducting this procedure to rule some things out. With that said it isn’t a simple procedure either so I would appreciate prayers if you would be so kind.
I am going to go ahead and schedule my Question post for today and Tuesday, but I will not be responding to comments until Wednesday or Thursday. I hope everyone has a great week!
Sundays Are My Favorite Day of Rest and Relaxation…
Some might call me old-fashioned, but I don’t do much on Sundays. When I was a young man I was taught to rest on Sunday and I still do to this day. I don’t clean the garage. I don’t straighten the house. I don’t clean my car. I rest.
I also like to be quiet around the house so my neighbors can also rest. My favorite neighbor is the guy who decides Sunday is the best day to operate every piece of noisy equipment he owns. Mowers, weed eaters, backpack blowers are typically the main tools of offense. For me those jobs are to be done on Saturday to allow for a day of reflection, family time and recharging batteries for Monday.
Oh and did I mention said neighbor usually begins at 7 am? Lovely.
Maybe today I’ll read a little? Or maybe watch some NBA basketball? Or even golf? We might even go for a stroll in the park with Bentley.
But work? Not today.
I hope everyone out in the blogiverse has a peaceful Sunday with family.
Many Christian denominations, groups or sects down through the years have distinguished themselves by their peculiar beliefs and emphases. The question is, are these distinctions required of the Christian by our God or are they the legalistic impositions of man on fellow believers?
The Seventh Day Adventists and the Churches of God (Splinters of Herbert Armstrong’s Worldwide Church of God) place much emphasis on keeping the Sabbath, clean and unclean meats and Bible prophecy. Pentecostals emphasise the need to receive the Holy Spirit and to speak in tongues. Churches that adhere to the principles espoused by the New Apostolic Reformation movement place their emphasis on engaging in ecstatic “worship.” Other groups emphasise baptism in the name of Jesus only, baptism by emersion only, clothing and headwear differences and the list go on. Many of these distinctions are not wrong in themselves. The biggest problem with these distinctions is that…
One of the positive aspects of our society is the fact that we witness acts of kindness being demonstrated daily to others. Persons donate money and material things to help victims of tragedies to get back on their feet. They help elderly persons to cross the road safely. Motorists on the main road will allow the other driver coming from a side road to exit. A few days ago, my wife’s money fell from her purse; a gentleman who was passing alerted her to what was happening. These are all acts of kindness that we are familiar with in our society.
King David in 2Samuel 9:1-12 deliberately sought after a descendant of King Saul for the purpose of showing him the kindness of God. Through his servant Ziba, David found out that Mephibosheth the son of Jonathan and grandson of Saul was still alive. Saul had made David’s life miserable…
Good Monday morning, friends! With last week firmly behind me (as it should be), I’m ready to greet this week with fresh eyes and a positive attitude. There’s something about the power of a storm to turn things upside down in your life. In my case, it was a Nor’easter that threatened to take down a few of my trees and made good on a promise to knock out my power.
Shrouded in darkness with only the sound of the howling wind in the background, I was able to put a few things in their proper place — at the feet of God. I’ve been praying for major changes in the lives of a few people that I love, and I’ve been petitioning God for years on their behalf. Although I expect him to answer those prayers, and I actually see evidence of his work at times, I know that…
In light of yesterday’s prayer, it is clear to me that I need to keep the theme of comfort and hope at the top of my list this week.
I was touched by the responses to my prayer for comfort. My heart truly goes out to those who need it. ❤
In troubling times, it can be so hard to see anything but darkness.
It’s so heavy.
Truth be told, in the last year and a half this is literally and figuratively the most sober I have been in a long time. I know dark, painful times all too well. I know what it feels like to cave to it all and just go numb.
To see no way out of a living hell.
To be comfortably miserable.
When you are clouded with darkness, it is so hard to notice anything or anyone else around you.