Sacred Moments at the Well
Every morning, I’m up and at ‘em by 4:30 am. It’s a must to look over the text of my blog one more time before I hit the “post” button. I’m like clock-work with my daily deliveries – on FB, my Google blogger page and MyPeaceZone.com. I always feel like I’m “reporting for duty” each…
Hanging Out at the Well
Jesus sat by a well. Jacob’s well. Jacob gave that well to his son, Joseph. So, what well are WE digging for OUR children? Jesus is on purpose. He is waiting on a woman. This woman with a past comes at noon because she doesn’t want to deal with the talk of others. Jesus says…
Being Christian-ish
I’ve never watched the show, but I understand “Black-ish” has to do with children who are not fully one race or another and they have cultural issues about their identity. The name of that show made me wonder if we may be “Christian-ish” — not fully all in as Christians and so we have issues…
Has Honor Lost Its Way?
If I see one of our brave uniformed servicemen or servicewomen, I am quick to thank them for their service. I do the same for police officers, firefighters, and other first responders. In fact, I express gratitude to those at my church who hold the door open for me. Romans 13:7 says: “Pay to all…
Water for our Thirsty Souls
A few years ago, in Cabo San Lucas, Bryson, my youngest grandson, and I were sitting on the deck overlooking the Sea of Cortez. We were talking about a recent and devastating tsunami. He asks me: “What is it that you can’t live without, but it can also kill you?”My “thinker” kicked in and I…
Our Words Matter
Our words matter, but does the word, floccinaucinihilipilification, one of the longest words in the dictionary, really matter? I can’t say that I’ll ever use it in a talk, but it sure did bring me inspiration for today’s blog. It came up randomly in a pop-up advertisement and intrigued me enough to look up its…