About four years ago I was standing in my basement unloading wet clothes from the washing machine. I was not big on prayer at the time because I wasn't sure that God was really interested in anything that I might have to say. As I was transferring the clothes from the washer to the dryer I overcame the urge to remain silent and prayed a simple prayer. I said "God, I thank you that you love me more than I love my son". The prayer was random and unintentional but it changed my life!
As a baby my son crapped in his diapers, kept me up at night, and for the first couple of months gave blank stares in response to my affection. He has never paid one bill and I could probably drive a Lexus if caring for him wasn't so expensive. He does not cook, clean, or mow the lawn.<< MORE >>
Time management is an oxymoron. Time is beyond our control, and the clock keeps ticking regardless of how we lead our lives. Priority management is the answer to maximizing the time we have. Our days are identical suitcases—all the same size—but some can pack more into them than others.<< MORE >>
After discussing the situation, my wife and I made the decision to provide hospice care for him in our home. He died on Thanksgiving Day, about two weeks after he was diagnosed. It was one of the most trying experiences of my life, but I was grateful that he was able to transition peacefully amongst family and friends.
My father developed a strong faith in Jesus Christ during his latter years so I am certain that life is much better for him now. Sadly, he lived most of his life in turmoil because he never realized just how much his life really mattered.
From what I have seen and heard, his mother was a lot like the foster mother depicted in the movie Antwone Fisher.<< MORE >>
But You care.
There are times that I feel overwhelmed by the darkness and despair presented by the reality of this existence.
Yet, in the valley of the shadow of death You are strengthening me giving me the power, courage, and the tenacity I need to stand in the face of my enemy; watching him tremble in fear because the radiance of Your power burns in my heart and emanates from my very being. I am weak....but You are strong!
Yes, I will stand firm because You are with me.
There are many things in this life that I cannot control or change but my resolve will not waiver because You...remain the same.
I am safe. I am secure. I am fulfilled and satisfied in Your presence. You are my armor and my shield. Your love anchors my heart ensuring that the winds and waves of this life do not carry my soul into the abyss.
Yes, in the valley of the shadow of death You are with me and I know for certain…That now and forever...I can find joy and rest in the comfort of Your arms.
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My friend Larry Robinson, host of www.gospelinterviews.com recently posted an article where he asked the question "Should preachers and evangelists charge to preach?" Without making an immediate assessment, I would say it depends.
I am a big fan of the Matrix Trilogy. When the first movie hit the big screen I saw it twice at the theater in addition to buying it on DVD. I repeated the process with the second and third movie, bought the cartoon, picked up a copy of the video game, and I also own the Morpheus and Niobe action figures.
I am ashamed to admit it, but I have probably spent $225.00 on the Matrix franchise. When I was spending the cash I didn’t think twice about it because there was a message in the movie that inspired me to live my life differently. In the same way there are some phenomenal preachers\evangelist who are extremely effective at giving people hope and a new outlook on life. They can make you laugh, cry, jump, shout, and dance within a matter of minutes. Many of them are masters at revealing the biblical secrets of wealth and great blessings in this life AND the life to come.<< MORE >>
About three years ago I was standing in my basement unloading wet clothes from the washing machine. I was not big on prayer at the time because I wasn't sure that God was really interested in anything that I might have to say. As I was transferring the clothes from the washer to the dryer I overcame the urge to remain silent and prayed a simple prayer. I said "God, I thank you that you love me more than I love my son". The prayer was random and unintentional but it changed my life!
As a baby my son crapped in his diapers, kept me up at night, and for the first couple of months gave blank stares in response to my affection. He has never paid one bill and I could probably drive a Lexus if caring for him wasn't so expensive. He does not cook, clean, or mow the lawn.<< MORE >>