Those of you who have followed this blog over the years know that it is my passion and goal to help others understand that as believers we are to be the glove on God’s hand in the world. There are times when I get caught up in the “doing” and forget that the whole idea is just “being” His glove. When I forget that, God brings me back to reality. On one occasion He used
I am a jigsaw puzzle junkie… have been since I was a kid. There is something that is just so satisfying about connecting pieces that belong together, seeing one image come from lots of tiny pieces. The more pieces there are and the more challenging the image, the more I like it. I’ve got a jigsaw puzzle app on my iPad that allows me to do puzzles anywhere. It is wonderfully entertaining (and slightly addicting).
“But when the apostles Barnabas and Paul heard of this they tore their clothes and rushed out into the crowd, shouting: ‘Men, why are you doing this? We too are only men, human like you. We are bringing you good news, telling you to turn from these worthless things to the living God who made heaven and earth and sea and everything in them.’” (Acts 14:14-15) The context of this verse is Paul and Barnabus’
Several years ago while I was a member of a service club I had the opportunity to be in their annual play which we did as a fundraiser for the local theater. It was a first for me. I had always wanted to be on stage but never had the courage. I can’t say I had much more courage as an adult but I managed to show up at try outs and if you showed
I had the thrill of seeing Fleetwood Mac in concert last weekend. It was incredible! I have been a fan of theirs for as long as I can remember. They were the first band I ever saw in concert and after more than 30 years, they sounded just as good as they did the first time I heard them live. As my friends and I waited for the concert to start we decided to Google
I drove through the parking lot slowly and stopped in front of the vacant store front. Where did it go? I doubled checked my surroundings to make sure I was in the right place. I pulled into an empty parking stall and walked up to the locked doors. As I peered through the windows, I saw that it was true… the place where I had gotten my hair cut for more than a dozen years