A Desperate Prayer for Protection ((ARCHIVED))

((ARCHIVED)) Dear God, There's a fire blazing just a few miles from my house. Right by the same places we shop, where we eat and play and get together. Not far from my friends. Not far from me. I haven't been this scared in a long time, God. My fingers are shaking so much I … Continue reading A Desperate Prayer for Protection ((ARCHIVED))

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An Answered Prayer

Jackie Baker tugged at her mother's dress. "Momma, can I get the chocolate bar?" she asked, pointing to the sweet treat in the racks by the checkout line. "No, sweetie," her mother said. "We have cake at home, remember? I don't think you need more sugar." Jackie turned away and tapped her foot. After a … Continue reading An Answered Prayer

I’m leery of a God that I can understand.

Sometimes we can’t understand God . . . and I’m okay with that. What a wonderful post!

Jovan Jones

I am leery of a God that I can understand. What arrogance is that? That we have to have a God we can understand and everything He does makes sense to us? That limits the greatness of God to the intellectual capacity of a human. Clearly, if we look at the created world we can see that an intelligence was, and is, at work that far surpasses our own…an intelligence that were we to multiple the capacity of every brain on the earth as long as there’s been humans would still exceed our own…it would have to. How else could there be a constantly expanding universe that doesn’t unravel? How else could there be universes within a drop of water? How else is time and space all an illusion, a construct? Every time we discover something even more minute, we find there’s more to it.

And we have the audacity…

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Believing isn’t really “Believing”

This. This is what faith is all about.

Musings of a Redeemed Sinner

So i’m going to throw one of my former Pastor’s under the bus with this story but He will remain nameless…. but you know who you are.

One day I was sitting in the lounge at church talking to one of my ministry partners, from where we were sitting you can easily see the whole parking lot and my car was right by the window. We are just sitting there chatting away when I see my Pastor walk out to my car and start jiggling the handle. At this point I’m thinking to myself “That sneaky dog, he’s trying to prank my car!” But he keeps at it and takes a step back and pulls out his keys and tries to unlock the door with the unlock button on his key chain. This is where I realize “Oh my gosh he actually thinks this is his car.” He than takes…

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