Oops. Did you just spit your coffee on that new white shirt? Sorry. My bad. While you’re cleaning up there and before I go any further, I think a disclaimer may be in order. Everything I say about God, aside from my own personal experience, is my humble opinion and has no basis in fact. … Continue reading You are NOT Going to Heaven
I love today's gospel of John (5:-5-6), “Now a certain man was there who had an infirmity thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him lying there, and knew that he already had been in that condition a long time, He said to him, ‘Do you want to be made well?’” REALLY!? Come on. Why would he ask … Continue reading Do You Want to be Made Well – or What?
Who aggravates every fiber of your being? Come on, you know there’s someone in your life – past or present – you have, in one of your most aggravated moments, wanted to throw from a moving train! Perhaps it isn’t your mother (like Danny Devito in Throw Mama from the Train); you love your mother. … Continue reading Leave me Alone – I LOVE Being Miserable!
For, SO MANY YEARS, my life was out-of-control and my brokenness held a death-grip on the teeniest desire I may have had to change. During that time, if anyone would have told me to be grateful I likely would have slapped them silly! And in their stunned state, while I had their attention, I would … Continue reading Thanks – Just Kidding!
Here’s a challenge: How about some honest soul-searching? Come on – stay with me – it’ll be fun! Okay, it probably won’t be fun if you actually are honest. But let’s give it a go. I’ll start. Most of my life I have not allowed myself to admit that I screw-up. I make instant judgments … Continue reading Believe You Are Enough
(Originally posted 5/15/2012 ) “Hell begins on the day when God grants us a clear vision of all that we might have achieved, of all the gifts which we have wasted, of all that we might have done which we did not do” Gian Carlo Menotti In January of 1994 my mother died of heart disease. … Continue reading Hell Begins…
God has done some remarkable things in my life considering my incessant resistance to the death of my own will