Where is the Light?

Yesterday, the sunrise was perhaps the most beautiful Vanessa and I have seen in six months.  I wish my picture could represent it well; however, this picture does not come close to the light I saw.  The bright yellow… somehow it was a fire red… spectacular!  My camera could not capture the amazing brilliance accurately.  Some days the light is obvious, bold, amazing, impossible to miss (unless you are sleeping).  I love days like yesterday. Today, where is the light?  I...

It was me…

It was me… Oh that I might hold on to that which brings life… hold on like a beggar clinging to, running to goodness. Eventually, all men will see… all men will be astonished… all men will come running. Why am I surprised when God moves?  Why do I look at others as if it is their power, their talent, their goodness, their godliness when all power and glory belong to the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, the God...

Some Days I Feel Pretty Good. :)

Some days I feel pretty good.  That sunrise sure did not hurt.  Just watching it explode with color was enough to bring some good feelings. Some days I feel pretty good.  Some days I feel like I have great things to offer.  I feel like I’m making a difference.  I feel like I’m effective. Some days I feel pretty good.   I’m making good decisions.  I have not really blown it in a big way (recently, anyway).  I’m doing pretty...

Confession: I feel more normal when you love me.

This morning I had a brief encounter with my past.  Reverse 25 years…  Friendships, fun, careers, everything in common. Fast forward 25 years… silence… eye contact with me avoided… rejection. Why do I care?  Why do you care?  Why do we care?  Why do we live for acceptance and approval?  Why do we live a continual search for another one to give us a heart felt nod of approval? Why, if acceptance is denied by one, does it negate all previous...