Regardless of what you may have thought of either American presidential candidate in the very divisive 2016 election, one thing can surely be said of both of them: neither shied away from confrontation! I supposed when you get to that level of office, confrontation management (of some form…) is a prerequisite.
Yet another reason you’ll never be voting for yours truly. Ever.
Confrontation is not high on my list of intrinsic qualities. There’s a definite art to it. Granted, some may seem to use only the sledge hammer approach when a gentle tap is all that’s required. Then there’s me. I’m like, “can’t we all just be nice and get along?” But the reality is, no, we can’t. And in this world unfortunately, nor should we. Much to the chagrin of the 1970’s Coca-Cola commercial, we cannot all hold hands and teach the world to sing in Continue reading ““I’d like to buy the world a Coke” just won’t cut it”
For those of us who have had the privilege to be exposed to the Bible most of our lives, we’ve probably memorized John’s verse that still shows up at football games (John 3:16), and highlighted passages like Paul’s definition of love (1 Corinthians 13). After bravely skimming over Leviticus’ regulations on infectious skin diseases, we may have even ventured into the Old Testament faves like David and Goliath, and Isaiah’s “unto us a Child is born”.
But then there’s Ezekiel…(sigh).
Zeke and I go way back. Can I just say here at Continue reading “…and turning to the white pages (or, beyond John 3:16)”
I love that old movie, Frequency, with Jim Caviezel and Dennis Quaid. If you haven’t seen it, check it out. I won’t give away particulars, but the gist is that, due to a strange aurora borealis, John (Caviezel) is using an old Ham radio set and finds that he is able to contact his father (Quaid) some thirty years in the past, PRIOR to John’s father perishing in his job as a firefighter. Because of this, John warns his father, his dad survives, and the plot thickens from there. Great flick, on several levels.
Can you only imagine what it would be like if we could be warned in advance of particular events that were going to happen? And do you wonder if we really could change them, or not?
So reading this account of Jesus talking to Peter is a bit intriguing. I do just love Continue reading “God doesn’t say oops.”
When the kids were younger, I enjoyed having Christmas caroling parties for them. We’d make tree ornaments, strung popcorn, went out caroling in the neighborhood, and generally made a fun mess in preparation for the holiday. (Sometimes, the mess persisted well beyond the holiday, you know, kind of like the pine needles…)
One such party left an ache in this mom’s heart. Our youngest had become the brunt of “girl drama” and had for some reason been “shunned” by the friends she had invited, save one (bless her awesome heart). You may imagine my Continue reading “Little Girls, Little Churls, I mean Curls”