I take no credit for this analogy of faith, I picked it up from the spiritual guru Dr. Mulholland. So often, when we think of God filling us up, we see ourselves as a cup, right? We repeat the often spoken phrase from the 23 Psalm “My cup runneth over.” And we picture it. We see ourselves as our favorite cup, the Eskimo Joe cup, our favorite piece of China, our beloved coffee cup, whatever our favorite cup is, being filled from this bottomless pitcher and our cup running over of liquid spilling onto the counter below.
But when we see life in that way, we are self-centered as we are getting filled first and only when we are full then does that spiritual life flow out of us and into others. So instead of seeing ourselves as a cup, let us try to see ourselves as a measly pipe. Now I know that that is not a glamorous image. Continue reading
I don’t know what is going on, but every time I walk around the house and touch something I shock something. I turn on a light switch and zap. I reach for a doorknob and zap. I go to kiss Heather and zap. I don’t understand it. Heather says it is because I shuffle I feet, but I have walking that way my whole life, and not until these past few weeks have I been so electrically charged. I’m tired of being nervous to turn on a light or open a door, or giving Heather a kiss because of the shock that occurs every time. Normally, I like to have some sort of reflection on these life situations, but I can’t think of anything. Sorry about that, but if I think of something I’ll add it later.
If you have any suggestions on why this his happening, let me know in the comment section. I was thinking maybe it is because of my electric personality.
I was listening to the radio when Chris Rice’s song “The Other Side of the Radio” came on the air. I have heard the song before, but today when I listened to it, it had a brand new message for me. Here are some of the lyrics: Continue reading
Alright, now here is the second half of the blogs I read. These are blogs of friends and family. It is neat to read about their lives and how they look at the world. It gives me a chance to communicate with them, when in my often busy life, I don’t get a chance to talk to them. So without further ado: the blogs.
I thought I would let you in on some of my favorite blogs that I check out on a fairly regular basis. This is actually a two-part series (a first-time in my world of blogging). Part 1 will deal with the “professional” blogs I read basically written by journalist or the like, and normally focused on a particular topic that I have an expressed interest in. Part 2 will deal with my friends blogs that I like to read. But on to the list.
Some things in life bother me. That’s not exactly news, but that is one reason why I started a blog was to announce to the world these things that bother me. One of them is the International Star Registry. Basically for as low as $54 you can “name” a star. So it makes a nice present for someone you love that one of the stars in the skies is dedicated to you. I have heard this commercial a few times on the radio and I know some people who have either given or received stars. My biggest question to them is who gave them the right to name the stars. They fully acknowledge on their website that the scientific community will not recognize your name on the star.
On their FAQs another question is “Am I buying the star?” Continue reading
I’m trying this one again. This is the second time that I have lost a blog in the great unknown of cyberspace, so hopefully I’ve worked out a few kinks. Anyway, Heather and I bought the DVD of Evan Almighty the other day. As I mentioned in a previous blog that I am a sucker for movies that have a point, and even though this movie was not critically acclaimed, it certainly has a point that is centered on the concept of stewardship. Many of us hear the word stewardship only in the context of giving during the church’s annual stewardship drive, but stewardship is much more than that.
Some of you may be thinking that how can Evan Almighty be a good steward if they were the most expensive comedy of all time? Continue reading