As you enter the third week of 2015 have you been keeping your new resolutions? Have you slipped up already like me on a couple of things? Is the newness of 2015 starting to fade into the “just another year” category? Greg reminded me that my ultimate hope is not in the turning of a calendar.
Resolutions, goals, and plans. These are all reflective of how we enter into a new year. Fresh starts are energizing…at first. But, how can you keep the energy flowing to make real change in 2015? The Curly Factor, that’s how.
“Why doesn’t God intervene?” It’s a question that those who believe and those who don’t believe in God tend to ask when we see injustice done. Afterall, being made in the image of God means we have an innate sense of justice wired inside of us. When we see the anger, hatred, protests and senseless […]
At first I thought “kudos” to the NYT for recognizing this great American, Christian man as a pioneer, entrepreneur, philanthropist and one of the great men of our era. (see The New York Times article on Truett Cathy’s death here if you can stomach it…)
This is a bit long but not long enough to share the valiant story of a fighter who lost her battle but not the war, last night. “His disciples said, “Ah, now you are speaking plainly and not using figurative speech! Now we know that you know all things and do not need anyone to […]
When I was a wee lad I remember trying to learn how to use a Yo-Yo. Remember those things? Maybe it will or has become a “thing” again but I don’t see many of them around. As I was reflecting on my youngest daughter graduating from college in a few weeks. I see the emotion in her tweets (it’s the only way I really get a chance to stay current on what she’s doing-she uses Twitter like a journal of her thoughts in 140 character blocks)-sometimes being a dad is like that yo-yo. What yo-yo tricks should you do for your kids? Check out the latest from DadPad
A couple of months ago while home from college, my daughter and I spent a lunch together on one of our periodic dates. It was a great time to catch up with her and live in her world for a few hours. I have missed hearing the regular details of her life during her freshman year. You know, the personal details that spill out over dinner or in car rides to church. Our conversation ebbed and flowed. Then, during one of those pregnant pauses that mark every good conversation, I snatched the opportunity to buzz-kill a light discussion.
I don’t know where you sit today as you celebrate Easter in your own way. This is the first year that we won’t have any of our children around to give them their Easter baskets…Don’t let the marvel of Easter end in chocolate. The wonder of Easter is that He walked away
The Church has called this day, Good Friday. We know why it’s good. Because as so many preachers have bellowed to the shouting “hallelujah’s” of those around them—-“SUNDAAAAAY’s A COMING”! For years I’ve appropriately celebrated this day in soberness and remembrance of the price my Savior paid to release me from the prison of my sin, like Barabbas. But, for friends of ours and their son, this is a GOOD Friday they’ll never forget–it’s a GREAT Friday. It’s not just a remembrance celebration, it’s a reality of huge proportions. Life will never be the same.