Palm Sunday Thought

God the Father condemned Jesus for my sins.   Jesus died to have me.   Despite the fact that I was a sexual deviant, disobedient to my loving parents, nasty to friends and acquaintances, and a drunken revolver, the God who is Father and Son and Spirit authored a plan to adopt me.  The Gospel,... Continue Reading →

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Two Deep Things

I can think of two things deep wounds and deep joy have in common. One is that they're both very hard to express. How do you communicate to another person that a single sentence or facial expression can strike you at your core? How a joke about your appearance or a raised eyebrow that reminds... Continue Reading →

30 Seconds of Christian Comfort

Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on.  Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?  Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather... Continue Reading →

10 Seconds On Joy

Just straight Scripture, here.   Jesus, to His disciples the night before He was led to the slaughter to save His people:  When a woman is giving birth, she has sorrow because her hour has come, but when she has delivered the baby, she no longer remembers the anguish, for joy that a human being... Continue Reading →

60 Seconds On Joy

   So here's the thing about deep, abiding happiness, or "joy."  It is ultimately going to be determined by the ability of whatever you're living for to deliver on its promises.   If the thing you look most forward to is retirement, your joy has a good chance of being severely constricted.  It'll only last... Continue Reading →

Poisonous Root

   I have known people who have chronic physical pain, at least one with intense back and hip problems, who still smile and generally speak to neighbors and family with warmth. I know at least two people who have vicious relatives they have to interact with weekly and yet who still treat the offending family member... Continue Reading →

Two Deep Things

I can think of two things deep wounds and deep joy have in common. One is that they're both very hard to express.  How do you communicate to another person that a single sentence or facial expression can strike you at your core?  How a joke about your appearance or a raised eyebrow that reminds... Continue Reading →

That Time My Joy Was Flimsy

   I was sitting across from a supervisor as he told me about my job performance.   I was hyped for this meeting, because I was pretty sure I was going to get the praise I had worked really hard for.  This was a job I had really given my all to.  I desperately wanted... Continue Reading →

Some Help for Feeling Like a Failure

   Here's how I'm going to try to help:  By clarifying.  Nothing can be done when you have a merely vague, depressing sense of not measuring up, just a shapeless fog of hopeless inadequacy or shame or self-loathing.   So, permit me to put "failure" into four categories: Actual Moral Failure.  This is the simplest type, in... Continue Reading →

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