Why? Why is it mysterious for so many, educational for others and misunderstood by so many?
(I wrote this 3 years ago. I believe it still stands today. I actually wrote about process in my book, The Interrupted Process.)
Too frequently we do not understand the pattern or the process. People equate process with education. Education is simply a stone of the foundation. A key. The answer is found in the person of wisdom, Christ himself. Wisdom is critical to the finding of answers. More than knowledge, it is the wielding of the knowledge. We are told that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of the wisdom. The recognition of “He is God and I am not.” Continue reading Have You Thought Why?→
Today my mom would have been 89 years old. Her legacy carries on in the lives of my children and grandchildren. They may not always know it but they get the best of her through me. When I take them places about history or science, I am reliving her life. She empowered me to think and understand. Continue reading I Don’t Wanna Grow Up→
Lately, like many my mind has been on what we call process. The time, the steps and ingredients or things necessary to accomplish a finished product.
In people, process not only includes time, but may include revelation about God or oneself. It may in fact seem to take f-o-r-e-v-e-r! It may or may not include people. As you read through the Bible there is plenty of time to observe the result of process in a person’s or a people’s life. Continue reading Timing – The Beginning Of Process→
Yesterday at work was one of those “I don’t know if I can take anymore” days. It seemed like everything I went to do was blocked by something, someone, somehow. I spent a lot of the day in frustration. I was not slamming things or that kind of stuff, but I was finding it easy to get distracted and not wanting to keep going. By the end of the day the 3-4 sales I thought might be accomplished were sitting on the sidelines and leaving at 5:30 I was so tired I was just looking for a place to lie down. Continue reading Patience Is A Grown Up Attribute→
Lots of people want to “do something” for God. I get it. But just to do something because you can does not necessarily bring benefit to you or to the kingdom.
When I was in school as a child, a certain Mrs. Clapp would speak to me about the value of assignments. At first she would hand out papers and say “this is your assignment”. People would moan as they dutifully passed the papers back down the row. Assignment. She would talk of the responsibility attached to the assignment. Continue reading “This Is Your Assignment”→
We came to this very large old “opera house” that seemed to be close to the water. We walked up to the large double doors. We could not get them open. But we all felt we were to be inside. We walked around the building and checked the other doors. And then I looked up. There was an open window. I was convinced we were to be here and inside. So, I found a ladder and climbed up to the window. As I walked through the very old building I thought to myself “there is a discovery here”. I went downstairs and opened the doors. Continue reading Signs Of Maturity – An Opera Of God→
I think one of the biggest questions in the kingdom ought be this when it comes to the idea of questionable or unusual behavior. I also think the response to it determines what is really going on.
Have you thought this out?
I am finding in the midst of an increased understanding of grace an increase of resentment and rejection of correction. I say this is not a response to religion but a revealed immaturity. Continue reading Have You Thought This Out?→
I often wonder what people are thinking. If a child was not gaining weight or growing, people would be concerned. They would begin to investigate the reason behind the lack of growth. Questions would be asked. Is it an organic reason? An environmental reason? Are the parents not contributing to the growth of their child? Something is not right…what is it? We would be concerned. Continue reading Growing Up Is The Way To Go→
When I was perhaps 3 or 4 years old, my parents bought me a pair of little skis. Perhaps not more than 18 inches long, I would climb up on the snow banks the plows had created. These were probably no more than 8 feet high, but they were icy and after many sit down starts, I was able to manage.
But then one day I eyed the roof our porch and naturally my imagination thought how amazing that would be to travel down. So, one afternoon, I got the ladder out of my dad’s garage and moved it over to the porch. A few close calls as the ladder rocked, but I was able to get up on the roof. Though, it wasn’t a steep pitch, it was more than enough to provide the ride of a life time. As I sailed off into the air, I was excited. Moments later as the wind was knocked out of me and I hurt so bad I could not breathe or cry.
As life rolls on that which is “big” in our eyes becomes smaller with age, maturity and experience. With each step we make our “mountains” smaller, bringing home the idea that we must press on. Continue reading The Big Hill…→