He Changed My Name
I’m not who I used to be. Although I accepted Christ at a young age and had times of being close to God, most of the time I just wanted to live my own life.
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I’m not who I used to be. Although I accepted Christ at a young age and had times of being close to God, most of the time I just wanted to live my own life.
When we accepted Christ, we became a new person. We are no longer slaves to sin. However, as fleshly beings we still seek satisfaction in worldly things.
Gary Chapman wrote a book in 1992 called The Five Love Languages: The Secret to Love that Lasts. Chapman’s conclusion is that there are five emotional love languages—five ways that people speak and understand emotional love. They are: 1. Words of Affirmation – using words of respect and love to build up your spouse 2. Quality Time – giving your spouse your undivided attention; spending time together 3. Gifts – giving things to your spouse which shows you
Ok, we’re into the second week of Advent where the focus is on peace. Where are you in your holiday process?
I grew up in church. In fact, I have gone to church most of my life. Most churches where I was a member have always had a tradition of lighting Advent candles during the four Sunday services leading up to Christmas. And probably somewhere along the way, the purpose of the Advent tradition was explained. I know Advent means to wait and prepare for Christ’s coming. But that’s about it
When my kids were very young and we went somewhere, as we got out of the car I would remind them to hold my hand. I knew how quickly little bodies can dart out in front of moving vehicles before even noticing that they are there. It was in their best interest to hold my hand so I could keep them safe.
Some people have difficulty floating in water. They awkwardly fumble around, trying to lay on their back in the water without sinking. They wave their arms back and forth in the water trying to support themselves. They lean their head back farther and tense their spine. To no avail. The harder they struggle, the more elusive the task becomes. Not me. I’m a natural born floater. It’s one of my
When I was growing up, I remember a small poster that made the move with us from house to house. It was usually somewhere in the kitchen or taped to the laundry room door. On the poster was a poem called “Children Learn What They Live”. It was originally written in 1954. What I liked about the poem was how simple it seemed at the time. Children Learn What They
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