It doesn’t seem too long ago that I was an exasperated 13 year old trying to rid myself of my pesky little sister. At three years old she had taken to following me around and copying everything I said or did. This was even worse when……..
I was filling my coffee cup the other day at work, and when I reached into the bin to get a couple of Keurig K-Cups, I couldn’t… Read more “Monday Minute: Monkey Lesson”
Do you know what yesterday was? Sure, it was the Day the Lord has made, and it was a Sunday, but there’s more to it than that… Read more “Monday Minute: Pentecost Sunday”
We all know the scene: a bright sunny day, with foamy waves, golden sand, and perfect white shells. Colorful beach towels, kids building sand castles as teenagers tan.
This is what I think of when I picture a beach: sunny perfection. Unfortunately for any resident of Washington State, the coast doesn’t quite match this description.
Rob Bell, mortified at the death of his 14-year old brother, could not come to grips with the idea that after 14 years of life, his brother… Read more “Monday Minute: Shaken Faith”
“If grace was a kingdom, I stopped at the gate
Thinking I don’t deserve to pass through after all the mistakes that I’ve made
Oh but I heard a whisper as Heaven bent down
Said, ‘Child, don’t you know that the first will be last and the last get a crown'”
Like many naturalists, Richard Dawkins trolls on and on that life on Earth possesses simply an appearance of design, but there is no need at all for… Read more “Monday Minute: A Look at the Watch”
For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. Romans 3:23
When trying to write a title for this post, I almost wrote something along the lines of “You’re not perfect!” In the effort to be tactful I…..
If we say we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. 1 John 1:8
Well Reader, I’ve never had this problem. Why? Because I know I have problems. Never once in my life have I stopped and thought “Wow! I’m perfect……
When I was nine I went through a phase that tested my parent’s patience. I call it the “That’s not fair!” phase. Everything that did or did not happen was “not fair.” When I think about that now I have to laugh. You see, God’s grace isn’t fair…….