I found myself stomach high in the frigid water, thinking okay this is enough. But something inside of me said, “You need to go all in.” Clenching my nose, I sucked in a breath of air, and pushed myself under.
“New” can bring on a sense of joy. “New” can bring on a sense of anxiety. Whatever emotion is elicited, the thing about “new” is that it fades.
Whether we realize it or not, too many of us have an underlying “Santa” understanding of God.
No matter how intentional or serious I want to be, there’s a part of me that is afraid I’ll sound like Joe Walsh singing “Life’s Been Good” because for all that I have, I know there are so many more who have not.
Who among us hasn’t asked the question, “How did I get here?” THIS is how it happens – in increments so small we barely notice.
…as decision time nears, I would ask us to think about what reel we will insert in the View-Master slot of our minds as we make our decisions about who will become our elected leaders.
What if these chance encounters or coincidental contacts are not chance or coincidental?
But the glow from the balloons was not the only show we got to see that night – just as the balloons filled with hot air and warm light, the sky behind us lit up with streaks of bright lightning as dark clouds gathered.
What is your treasure? Have you give much thought about how you would respond if someone asked you what you treasure? Most people’s quick response is family and friends, followed by their faith and some might even add their job.
There was a time in our church when moving from one location to another seemed almost as crazy as an iPhone with no headphone jack.
It’s comforting for me to know that my mother’s voice is stored in my brain down deep somewhere. I know it has to be, because it comes out of my mouth so often!
But, in time, Mobile Food Pantry has truly become a joy in my ministry here at First United Methodist Church of Hurst.