All day I think over and over, maybe I'm not supposed to be doing this. Maybe that's why it's so hard. Surely if this is what I'm supposed to be doing it wouldn't be this hard.
Ever had one of those days? You know, one of those days where you're awakened by a tiny person in the predawn hours, and it's one urgent need after another, until noon when you realize that not only are you still not dressed, but you haven't eaten anything, the cup of coffee you poured yourself six hours ago is still sitting on the counter, now cold, and your Bible is somewhere still unopened. Yeah, one of those days. They happen.
If we want God to fight for us, we have to be on the same side as He is. But when we're behaving badly He can't be on our side. He's always on our side in the larger sense, in that He wants what's best for us, but when we are wrong that means He can't take our side.
The devil loves fear. He loves fear because it paralyses us. This formless, shapeless monster pushes its way into our lives, and stops us in our tracks. But we don't have to let it. It doesn't have to be that way.
A common complaint I hear from wives, is that their husbands aren't romantic enough. They feel date nights are too boring and routine, or there's no date night at all. Maybe he doesn't flirt with her the way he used to, or he doesn't hold her hand anyone.
I had an idea for a post on marriage. But I hesitated. I've never written anything about marriage. It kind of scares me.
Until the other day I had never seriously considered that question. All sin separates us from God. In that sense, it doesn't matter what that sin is, we're still cut off from enjoying a relationship with Him while we are living in our sin. But is there one sin that God finds particularly annoying?
Yeah, I think I did. I just asked to go back to Egypt. I didn't use those exact words of course, but close enough.
Sometimes even our closest friends can hurt us. Sometimes we hurt them. In any human interaction there is the possibility, even the probability, that we will be hurt and left feeling alone.
Once upon a time I was really into politics. The radio or television was on some news channel pretty much the whole day, and I would spend large amounts of time reading news sites online. I thought about politics all the time.
My mind was constantly churning with thoughts of…