With the season of giving still lingering, a blog about receiving seems reasonable.
For many, Christmas is the celebration of Jesus as a gift in Whom all sins of all people who believe in Him are forgiven. Humanity is free to fellowship intimately with a Higher Power dwelling right inside them – to be loved and known and in communion with a Creator, who in His own image, created them. “He lives in me,” a song reminds me.
Here’s the phenomenon however: many struggle accepting this gift with a simple “thank you”. Most feel they “have to, ought to, or need to” do certain things or act a certain way in order to really redeem this gift. (more…)
While driving by a prison last week, I gawked at a few men digging a new grave. Two other gravestones nearby marked newly tossed mounds of dirt.
“Hm. People die as prisoners…” I’d never really contemplated it before.
Quickly I recognized two kinds of captivity: physical and mental.
There are people who are not physically living in a prison, yet they’ll die as prisoners. Their gravestones won’t be located on the corner of the prison grounds, but they’ll be buried as a person who was held captive, nonetheless.
The mind can be a prison guard. It can run us, like automatons, if we let it. We’ll just go through the motions in life, wearing our orange jumpsuits, never really stopping to consider what the meaning truly is behind those motions. (more…)
Being able to strategically place a curse word is a gift. Too many, and they lose their punch. Too few, and an opportunity is missed to create an effective point.
Putting words together to create different sentence structures, like this complex one you’re reading right now, is a talent. It excites me to break up thoughts using hyphens for emphasis – like this. And it’s meaningful for me to use punctuation to create pause. Stop. Just exist. Take it in. Slow down. (Like that.)
If words were those plastic balls that fill pits for little kids to jump in, I’d flop right in and waller all around in those things. (more…)