I must be getting better and be defeating the vicious dengue virus that decided to whup up on me after my return from Brasil a few weeks ago.
I just checked the calendar and discovered that it is only 99 days to the next trip to Brasil and I’m already getting excited.
Sick… in a good kinda way!
A clay tablet that has baffled scientists for 150 years has been identified as a witness’s account of the asteroid suspected of being behind the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah.
According to the London Times, quoted by Fox News, a tablet found by Henry Layard in the remains of the library in the royal place at Nineveh in the mid-19th century is thought to be a 700 B.C. copy of notes made by a Sumerian astronomer watching the night sky that described an asteroid that destroyed the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah in 3123 B.C.
Genesis 19:24-28 notes the biblical description. Interestingly, it is only one of many accounts of the same event found in other nations and incorporated into their body of literature.
You just gotta love it…
We popped out over 700 again today at Lifepoint. Amazing.
I never knew that seating and serving 700+ could be so much work. We ran out of chairs to seat people.
Nice problem to have.
Lots of folks hurting; lots of folks looking for something better; lots of folks crying today. Seems discussions of pain and suffering hit a sensitive spot.
Appears that little ol’ Lifepoint Church is coming of age. The ante is going up.
Had coffee with a friend of mine last night. Actually had coffee with his wife and parents as well.
You sometimes forget the value of slowing down and enjoying good conversation. And some of the most intriguing conversations come with folks in their eighties. They’ve experienced life, have seen where they’ve succeeded and where they’ve not done as well as they’d have liked, and can be so doggone transparent.
Though their bodies are older, in their mind’s eye they aren’t that old; when you engage them, that becomes obvious. They’re astute and can tell you things about yourself that only you yourself know and they do this by simply listening to you (a lost art). They usually don’t mind expressing what they’re actually thinking.
A simple little cup of coffee turned into a three hour visit.
What’s with this cold wind thing blowing outside?
Was out early this morning close to the river and thought I was going to play the flying nun gig. Sheesh! Did somebody roll the vernal equinox backwards? I just noticed that the temperature has dropped 5 degrees since I was up at 6:00 this morning and its noon now!
Maybe today is backwards Saturday…
Sometimes I don’t like what God is up to…
Or, rather, I don’t like the way he goes about doing things cause it hurts too bad. I instinctively know that it is good, but I honestly don’t like the pain, discomfort and disruption it causes me.
I like seeing it happen to others — that actually gets me excited. Kinda like watching a movie where you know the good guy is going to win even though he’s getting the crap beaten out of him at the moment. I suppose that’s a somewhat sadistic, voyeuristic view of faith. I know they’ll move to new levels spiritually… and it doesn’t hurt me at all.
When I’m the object of God’s pot stirring, well, that’s not as much fun. I do like the end results; I just don’t like the cooking process.
It must be me…
The circles I’m walking in have a definite feel of something in the making, a change that is coming, perhaps a storm brewing. Storms aren’t always bad, can be cleansing and refreshing.
Lots of folks experiencing lots of change, both good and bad.
I received this earlier today:
Well, we’re infringing on his territory, and we obviously have to be prayed up and having our offensive weapons up and in place, as well as the defensive weapons in place. We cannot defeat the demonic forces without the power of the Holy Spirit! Thank you for your prayers, thank you for being open to the Spirit and where God is leading us! We’re in for the ride of our lives!!!!
Very good friend, going through very uncomfortable changes.
Like I said, it must be me, or maybe not…
Do you see any connection between sex and faith?
This formed the basis of an interesting discussion this morning.
Are we tending to continue as virgins when we should be having wild, passionate romps in the spiritual hay?
The following is the 2007 winning entry from an annual contest at Texas A&M University calling for the most appropriate definition of a contemporary term.
This year’s term: Political Correctness.
“Political Correctness is a doctrine, fostered by a delusional, illogical, liberal minority and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end.”
A patient today looked at me and asked: “What book would you have me read to change my life?”
Wow! I wasn’t expecting that one!
She is a Jesus follower, she believes in the power of the Spirit but is facing some dramatic life situations that are getting the best of her. She knows I read and have recommended books for her to read in the past, the last one being Batterson’s In a Pit With a Lion on a Snowy Day (which she said rocked her world).
Funny thing is, I knew exactly what to recommend for her.
What would you have suggested? (and don’t answer, “the Bible”)