I didn’t want to write this blog.
People are going to get mad at me for asking the question. I don’t even want to face it myself, … but it’s nagging at me.
A baby is made. In it lie potential, health, and optimism. As the tissues grow, a human form takes shape. The skills, passion, and personality are configured. Physical and spiritual come together in some magical way to form a child. The protection of the womb lasts for just nine months.
Then birth takes place.
You woke up this morning, ate breakfast (or not), brushed your teeth (I hope so), and decided what to wear.
What causes you to think, feel, and choose?
If you could cure cancer, would you?
There is a circular light radiating an orange glow to all it touches. I see it as the Source. From it comes all truth, wisdom, knowledge, creation, peace, and love.
Judging others is easy, but it’s not a good idea. How do we avoid the trap of judgment when it comes so easily?
Tweek it just a little.
Loss takes a clear toll on your body and mind. You feel tired and weak. Your ability to think clearly seems to flee. The occurrences of everyday life pale in comparison to the emptiness you feel.
How can you help heal yourself? Nothing seems to matter anyway. Whether you feel energized the next day would only war with the void that bears down on your heart.
How well do you know people?
Everyone is doing the best they can with the body, mind, and spirit they have.
Our best performance depends on how healthy our body is, how healthy our mind is, and how healthy our spirit is. The nourishment we give each of these parts will determine how well we can perform.
What are we feeding them?
We love to judge those punk kids who are phenomenal athletes. They get a great big signing bonus, which we’re jealous of, and mock them for going right out and buying a brand new sports car. Pffffgh, we grunt. What a waste of money! They should save for the future! They don’t even know what they’re doing! Who knows how long their career will last!?!
I was stuck. It was hard to find even a sliver of hope in this desperate situation. It felt as is someone had picked me up and then thrown me to the ground. I was hopeless.
You may feel this way too. Life seems to have it in for you. Circumstances and people have backed you into a hopeless corner.
There is a way out.
I was having trouble sleeping. Maybe it was something I ate, or it could have been the multitude of thoughts circling in my head from a full life. Whatever the case, I wanted to sleep so I decided to focus on what I’m grateful for.
This summer has been warm, beautiful, and filled with fun. It’s also reminded me over and over of the value of appreciating what I’ve got. After several physical annoyances, I sit here, grateful again for the reminder not to take seemingly minor things for granted. Without these small gifts, our life can be so much different.
Let’s be honest. Many people go to church to avoid hell. They’ve been told they must do certain things to avoid spending eternity in a lake of fire. The fear is enough to get them out of bed and into the pews.
I laid in bed wide awake. After a full day of activity, sleep wouldn’t come. The insomnia played behind the curtain of my conscious mind and refused to reveal her identity. Her irritating presence was enough to keep me awake, but her mysterious nature left me confused.
I drive a 2010 blue Nissan Altima. It’s not fancy, fits my personality, and gets me from here to there.
I don’t drive a Ferrari. They are sleek, sexy, drive incredibly fast, and will make heads turn.
What would it be like to have everything perfect in your life? Where would you live? How much money would you have? What car would you drive? Would you work? How would you spend your days?
If the Spirit of God is in us, what will that mean to our life? What strength or power will it bring? How will we access it?
Sometimes our prayers go unanswered. Why is that? I’ve prayed for answers for days, weeks, months and even years. Some things I've given up praying for and other things are continually on my heart. There are many reasons our prayers don’t get answered immediately.
It started with a question. Why was fear invading my thoughts because of my suggestion for a couple of friends to connect? Such a simple scenario yet a profoundly deep question.
It had to do with control. And trust. And fear.