Breathing Treatments. And Practical Love.

Day four of breathing treatments. I don’t have asthma, but since a short bout with pneumonia ten years ago, when I get a respiratory infection I need breathing treatments. It rarely happens, but when I do get this kind of sick, it can be scary. I have one now. I’ve had it since Sunday night.…

His Will Be Done

The past few weeks I’ve wanted vengeance. I confessed my weaknesses and need for help. Friends prayed. One rebuked me (in love). My attitude changed. Not by my will, but, I’m sure, because of friends who love me. Now I want to be a minister of reconciliation. This is what I wanted at the beginning…

Fighting a Battle

I’ve been in a battle since early July. On the outside it looks like a simple legal battle, but it is really much more. I am battling with people over something very important; the outcome of the battle will affect me and others I care about for many years. There is no winning in this…

Discipleship

“In the working creed of the average Christian salvation is held to be immediate and automatic, while discipleship is thought to be something optional that the Christian may delay indefinitely or never accept at all…The absence of a concept of discipleship from present-day Christianity leaves a vacuum that we instinctively try to fill with one…

Disappointment

I had surgery Wednesday to remove a benign mass in my right submandibular salivary gland. When I awoke in recovery I was disappointed. For a moment I was disappointed that I did not wake up in heaven. This world is not my home. My citizenship is in heaven and I eagerly await our Savior’s return.…

Night Time. Dark Time.

Middle of the night. Night time. Dark time. Hardest of hard times in grief. So many dark thoughts. So many memories. So many unfulfilled dreams. So much pain. So much loneliness. Nighy time. Dark time. No one there to listen to my cries. No one there to sooth my hurts. No one there to hold…

Imperfect

My parents weren’t perfect. Far from it. They made many mistakes. They did the best they could with the tools they had. I chose to forgive their failings, and my life is better because I chose forgiveness and grace rather than resentment and bitterness. I pray my children will do the same for me and…