This time of year, we take part in a fast. It's always a very meaningful time where we push back and set our minds on our relationship with the Lord and what He has planned for us in the coming year. It's kind of a reset button that helps us keep our ears and hearts…
Our service to people isn't based on their merits or their appreciation of our call to serve God.
When I was a teenager, my mother would often send me to the neighborhood grocery store for a gallon of milk. She would ask me in the afternoon after I had gotten back from school. Since this was in my pre-drivers license days, I would get on my bicycle and peddle the 10 minutes to…
I now have a captive audience.
Things aren't always what they seem to be.
Dad stood at the tops and bottoms of the hills, yelling instructions, and gritting his teeth as I fell. I shut a lot of what he said out as I tumbled and stumbled my way around. Those first months of learning how to ski were pretty tough; I spent more time on my knees in the snow than I did standing on the skis. Instead of anticipating going down the hills, I was afraid, afraid of the spills but too embarrassed to admit I was wrong, at least for a while.
If we look for God, even in the most unconventional and unlikely places – we will find Him there waiting to meet with us.