As a child my church experiences were different than what I live today. I heard about God. The table at the front of the church had the words “I am the bread of life” emblazoned on it. But I could not tell you an experience of God while I was there except for the Sunday morning, early on Easter. With some rain and some sleet, hardy souls climbed up the hill behind the elementary school near our church. We sang and the sun came out. That was perhaps my God experience. Continue reading The Knitting Of Hearts→
I sat here this morning thinking of the pain someone I had known for years was going through. A rough patch. A part of me was “glad” that it was not me. The rest of me had a heart that began to feel their pain as my mind recounted the times I had seen pain of that nature. Continue reading Rough Times In Our Lives→
Often times on a Saturday I review the week I had. I think about what I might have done better. What went well. Even those “wow, where did that come from” moments. Most of those are good! Saturdays are often a day for me to reflect on my little pile of notes I accumulate, read through some things I want to cover and on most weekends plan on spending some time with a few grandchildren. Continue reading Always A Choice, Always A Chance→
When I originally wrote the book on declarations I think I erred in the fact that people prefer a formula and perhaps I just helped them. Exacerbating the problem with regard to hearing from God. Listening to Him. (Because what if they evaluate it as a formula and it does not work? Are they disappointed with God? Themselves? The formula?) Continue reading Hearing God Amongst All The Noise→
So often in life we see an event and a hero emerges. Perhaps it is a fireman or a police officer who does something heroic in the line of duty. Maybe it is a local man or woman (Or perhaps a child.)who stands out in the forefront with a rescue or the saving of someone. Continue reading Preparations Of A Hero→
Over time if you pay attention to things you will soon learn the value of something. But not all value is out in the open, staring you in the face.
Yesterday I read of a man who went through a difficult time. His response was he grabbed his metal detector and went treasure hunting. A short while later under 6 inches of dirt he found an 87 ounce piece of gold. Estimated to be worth $135,000 he said he would not take less than $200,000 for it. Continue reading Hidden Value Being Revealed→
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→
On Saturday night I was lying on the bed waiting for my grandchildren to finish brushing their teeth and as I lay there waiting to pray with them a I saw a bumblebee appear. It began to figure 8 in the air. I began to meditate on the appearance of a bee. The children came in to pray and the bee buzzed away. Continue reading To Bee Or Not To Bee A Pro-Vision→
I had a dream where I had just taken on a new job and people decided it was their time to prank me. To make fun of me by filing false contracts (No one is buying 2,388 cars today, I am pretty sure of it…)Throughout the dream I had to reach out and uncover the “fraud” of clients and the pranks of fun loving folks. Much of “my time” was spent determining what was truth and what was not. My skills were high, but a few still tried to get things by me. Continue reading Repair At Ground Level→
One of my dreams last night was a trip that I had to take to a small community nearby. But for some reason the way we were going to go was more of a round the mountain trip. We could go dead south(fastest), or in this case travel slightly west at which point we had a more direct route or the road that went around. For some reason I sensed the longer trip was the one, but I struggled with the idea that it was going to take more time and more miles And while the longer route was settled and okay, there was a feeling of “why”. Continue reading Why Wisdom? Why Not? Why, Why, Why→
As a child my church experiences were different than what I live today. I heard about God. The table at the front of the church had the words “I am the bread of life” emblazoned on it. But I could not tell you an experience of God while I was there except for the Sunday morning, early on Easter. With some rain and some sleet, hardy souls climbed up the hill behind the elementary school near our church. We sang and the sun came out. That was perhaps my God experience. Continue reading The Knitting Of Hearts 
