What have you done today to show someone you loved them? It’s not too late to give it a try.
Maybe open a door for a busy mom. That could be the nicest gesture anyone offered them today.
Let the panicked driver cut in front of you. Those few seconds may be important to them.
Wave at your neighbors. We often see the same people every day. Let’s show them they’re important.
Actions don’t have to be huge to be life changers. Do something nice. Come back and tell me and the other followers about it. Let’s try and make this a better place … just for a moment.
Happy Anniversary to me!
It was eight years ago today—April 11, 2011—when my life’s journey took a turn. This was the day when I had brain surgery to remove a ginormous tumor from the front-top quadrant of my brain.
Trust Truth. It never changes.
Depression. If we’re honest, most of us experience it—those dark places that try to claim us. If you’ve lived any length of time, you know the view from your exciting mountaintop will inevitably be replaced by a stint in a depressing valley.
That’s the ebb and flow of life. We try to control it, but sometimes the best we can do is focus on moving through the darkness so we can climb that hill again for a glimpse of nirvana.
It’s happened through the years. King David dealt with depression. In some of his psalms, he shares the most beautiful songs of heartache and fear and loss. Even Mother Teresa dealt with the heartache of depression. She wrote of her depression in her journals—of not being lovable enough for God. Continue reading
As we usher in the new year, watch the movies, eat lots of goodies and kiss your sweetie at midnight. But don’t forget the Creator.
Happy New Year!
Lew and I have been keeping a Mason Jar of Blessings and Goodness for years. The idea is to write on a piece of paper good things or experiences that happened over the year and collect the slivers of paper in a mason jar. At the end of the year, open the jar and enjoy the reminders of all the goodness we had experienced.
Thanksgiving. The time of the year when we are to count our blessings. Yet so many families are splintered … feelings have been hurt over forgotten issues … that wearing a painted smile and staying close to the liquor cabinet is the best way to deal. There’s more to Thanksgiving than sharing turkey. It’s time to make amends with one another; it’s a time for families to heal.
It wasn’t an accident that you were placed with your family. God’s plan put you there. Yet so many think they can improve that plan by putting walls of unmet expectations and hurt feelings around their hearts.
“I don’t want to be hurt anymore.” “You don’t know what they did to me.” “We have nothing in common; it’s best we just keep our distance and live our lives apart.”
All those sound good, right? But these statements are all self-serving … and wrong!
If you have hurt someone, apologize. If you have been hurt, forgive. It wasn’t suggested by God, it was what he told us to do:
“A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” John 13: 34-35 (NIV) Continue reading
Coal mining in the 20th century many times included taking a caged canary into the depths underground. These birds were sensitive to carbon monoxide, a potentially deadly gas devoid of color, taste or smell, that often formed in the mines. A dead bird in the cage meant the miners needed to be alert–deadly conditions were at hand.
Watching the political and social banter over the past weeks has been telling. Pointing fingers and one-upping one another takes front and center stage while pressing issues such as safety of our children and the security of our future have been left untouched.
Hearts are breaking while this happens. Children watch and learn that the person who shouts the loudest is right–never mind seeking Truth.
I think the Canary has stopped singing. Please, let’s heed the issues at hand that are killing us. We still have time.
Judges, 21:25, “In those days Israel had no king; everyone did as they saw fit.”
For any of you who knew Bruce Brady, there’s a cloud of sadness over those dealing with his death. His encouragement was without end. And his wisdom and insight were always delivered with love and compassion. Below is a post he wrote for The Write Conversation in 2016. In remembrance of him, Edie Melson, co-director of Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writers Conference shared this post again.
Thanks, Bruce. Your life made a difference.
Thanks, Mitch. We all find our own reminders that God is all around. And truly, nothing else matters.