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Ignorance

01 Mar

Dear God, I learned yesterday that our nation took extensive military action on another nation, killing it’s top leader and several beneath him. Was it a good thing? Was it a bad thing? The right thing to do? The wrong thing to do? I’d love to say that I know, but how could I possibly know? There are things that people know about this situation that I don’t know. And then there are things that you know in the spiritual realm that they don’t know. I’m just a little guy in a small town in the United States with incomplete information. So my response was to ask my wife to go to our church’s chapel and pray for…well, everyone. It was a prayer of ignorance, just asking for you to move in this historical moment. To move in your mysterious way. Does that prayer change you and your actions? Does my little prayer make a cosmic difference? I don’t know, but it felt important to do it, not only for your glory and plan, but for my understanding of my place in all of this and learning to trust you.

As I thought about our trip to the chapel, I thought about these prayers I’m doing to you about prayer. This is certainly an area of prayer–praying in ignorance. I don’t understand a given situation in my life. I don’t know why this family member, friend, or community member is acting the way they are, but I know they need prayer. I know they need to be part of your kingdom. I know they need your peace that only comes through walking through the narrow gate. I know they need your daily bread and forgiveness.

Father, when it comes right down to it, every prayer I pray is laced with ignorance because I have no idea what you’re doing or what is going on around me. I don’t know what you’re doing in my life, my wife’s life, my children’s lives, my friends’ lives, etc. at any given moment, much less the activities in the entire world. That’s why I submit myself to your kingdom and your will. Your kingdom come. Your will be done. My will is foolish and ignorant. I will likely almost always ask for the wrong thing. So I offer you the prayer today that I offered you last night. Be in every situation. Help the leaders to receive your counsel through voices they can hear around them. But regardless of how this all turns out or how it even impacts my life or my personal safety, my hope is not in anything that is happening here. My hope is only in you.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on March 1, 2026 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Rage Room

28 Feb

Dear God, I logged on to Facebook this morning to post the daily Parents of the Bible Lenten Meditations I’ve been doing on my Parents of the Bible Substack for Lent, and I happened to see a woman’s post about a political thing. It was a bemoaning of everything Democrats have done wrong when in power over the last 20 years (well, 17 years). That’s fine. The part that disheartened me was at the end when it ended with four words and three exclamation points: “Now it’s our turn!!!”

Honestly, the woman who shared someone else’s post who is my Facebook “friend” isn’t someone I could pick out of a lineup. I’m not sure how I knew her once or if I’m supposed to know her now, but I’ve forgotten. So I went to figure out how I knew her, and I saw another post. In this one, she was was angry (the irony of this will be apparent in just a second) that her family’s reservation at a “Rage Room” had somehow been canceled, so she created a rage room of her own for a birthday party for a child so they could have their rage-filled experience. HOLD IT! What? A Rage Room? I had never heard of this before. These things exist? Of course, I had to Google one, and it was as bad as I thought it would be. The biggest fonts on the page that were reversed out in white on a black background were “Seek + Destroy,” “Unleash Your Rage,” “Release Your Inner Beast” (with beast in red), “Rage Sessions” (sessions was in red for some reason), “Signature Rages” (rages in red), and “Join the Rage Club” (rage club in red). Probably most disconcerting was the fact that nearly all of the images, including the image at the top of the page, and video reels were of children wielding destructive weapons while donning their safety mask and suit . Every week in Sports Illustrated, they would end their weekly news briefs column with a little blurb they called “This Week’s Sign the Apocalypse is Upon Us.” That was my thought when I saw this webpage.

But linking back to the woman who posted this. She is an older woman. I’d guess she’s in her 70s. And she is pursuing the idols of power, which in turn will let her down, which in turn will fill her with rage, which will in turn cause her to look for another idol to meet her needs, with will in turn let her down, which will in turn fill her with more rage. This pattern will continue until she is driven to create a rage room to teach other children to express their anger at something as rage to the point that violence is the acceptable outlet for it. It’s tragic and frightening.

Okay, so with all that said, and as I sit here in a moral, self-righteous judgment on this woman and anyone who is like her, let me step back and turn the viewer on myself. How do I handle my anger? How do I pray through my anger? As I think about prayer what I will say to the church I’m speaking at on the 18th, I think praying through anger, as well as the other emotions (yesterday, I talked about lament and disorientation) is important. As I sit here now, I’m trying to think of times the disciples got angry. Peter got angry with Jesus when Jesus was talking about dying. Peter had made an idol out of Jesus living his earthly life forever and probably had Jesus rising to political power somewhere in his calculus as well. He let his anger get to a point where he was an inadvertent temptation to Jesus on behalf of Satan (Matthew 16:21-23). I thought of James and John wanting to call down fire on the Samaritans for not welcoming them on their way to Jerusalem for what would be the Passion Week (Luke 9:51-56). There are all kinds of examples.

There are also examples of Jesus getting angry. Usually he would take that anger and use it to challenge the powers that be by asking them hard questions that would make them face their hypocrisy. The only time he really physically displayed his anger was when he turned over the tables in the Temple and grabbed a whip (John 2:13-16). But was the whip for the people or just to drive out the animals? Probably the animals. I don’t think Jesus was trying to whip people. He was making a point. An emphatic point. It wasn’t reckless rage. It was a thoughtful display of anger and making his point. And depending on when one thinks he did this (was is Passion week as in Matthew or early on as in John, or perhaps both) it could have also been an intentional ploy to provoke the Pharisees into killing him. Point being, the disciples displayed anger in unhealthy ways. Jesus used his anger to try to improve others in a constructive way.

Father, I have anger. I’m angry at people who have hurt me. I’m angry at people who I think are hurting our community, our country, and our world. And I think you give us this anger so we can pray through how you want to use it to motivate us. If I’m angry about vape shops opening in my town, what would you have me do with that anger? If I’m angry about sex trafficking, what would you have me do with that anger? If I’m angry about how someone has treated me or someone I love, what would you have me do with that anger? James and John were angry with the Samaritans. Maybe they needed to stop and pray for the Samaritans, and may the Holy Spirit would have given them a heart for the Samaritans’ pain–the pain that drove them to deny Jesus passage through their village. Maybe Peter could have taken his anger, and asked that you reveal to him if there was an idol and his own agenda you were trying to reveal to him. Now that I think about it, it would be interesting to make a list of the different ways you use anger in our lives. Maybe that’s what I’ll look at tomorrow. Until then, create in me a clean heart, oh God. And renew a steadfast spirit within me.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on February 28, 2026 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Prayer: Orientation, Disorientation, and Reorientation

27 Feb

Dear God, while I was working out this morning I got to thinking about this talk on prayer I’m supposed to give on the 18th, and wondered what I need to consider next. That’s when this thought came to me: orientation, disorientation, and reorientation. I take it from something I heard about a few years ago by Walter Brueggemann. He was talking about the psalms, but I don’t think we have to be writing songs or poetry for our prayers to fall and the state of our hearts to be in one or more of these categories at a given time. And I think it’s important that we acknowledge this.

Okay, I just remembered a dream I had last night. I was preaching in a church and I was saying all the platitudes that churchgoers have heard all their lives. God is love. Jesus loves you. God is for you. The words were empty, and I made eye contact with a woman in the audience (I don’t know who she was) whose expression told me that I was just giving a bunch of empty words. The look jolted me out of it and I switched my talk/sermon into challenging people with practical takeaways. So I guess I need to think and pray about–make that pray and think about–what you really want people to walk about of my talk that night with. I can get up there and give them a bunch of ideas, but if they don’t walk out with a piece of you to carry with them and pursue then I’ll just be a clanging gong.

Back to orientation, disorientation, and reorientation, I think that sometimes we think we are only allowed to be oriented towards your awesomeness or reoriented after a trial, but we deny ourselves the idea of being disoriented in our lives with you. And sometimes I’ve been disoriented. I’ve had times where I’ve been disappointed in you and disillusioned by you. And the word disillusion can normally be seen as a negative word, but I think, in its best sense, it means that we had an unreal illusion that was destroyed. And I’ve had that of you to some extent at times in my life. I had illusions about what I thought I should expect from you because of our relationship. I thought you should cater to my desires a little more. And I thought my desires were noble, but even those noble desires hid idols I was trying to protect.

Idols. It always seems to come back to idols and the first commandment. Love you with everything I have and have no other gods before you. I guess part of the disorienting prayer is to find and get rid of the idols. I like that.

Father, I’ve certainly felt all three of these states of my heart. I think I’m fairly oriented right now. I’m grateful for what you have done, are doing, and will do. I have no expectations of you right now, but I know we are only one piece of bad news away from being disoriented. Like my friend who found out recently she has breast cancer. Like my friend who was in a bad car accident. Life can come at you out of the blue. So help me to use this time of orientation well and not take it for granted because I know the time of disorientation could happen at any moment, and I don’t want to let anything, even terrible catastrophe, get in the way of my relationship with you.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on February 27, 2026 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Finding Home

20 Feb

“Chapter 10 is about ‘home,’ and about how we’re all looking for it even if we’re running from it, and the home that awaits us that we can taste and sample now. Maybe because my relationship with ‘home’ is complicated because I grew up with a tumultuous childhood. That was the one, for me that, this chapter, I don’t think I’m done with it even though I think I’m done with it.”

Hannah Miller King on The Esau McCauley Podcast, Episode “Lent After Loss: What Christian Hope Really Looks Like”

Dear God, I was listening to The Esau McCauley Podcast for this week yesterday when I heard Hannah Miller King say the quote above. It brought me to tears. I found myself in my truck, crying and repenting. This little 60-second, if that, soundbite drilled into my heart and found a piece of pain.

I have pain around home. I have loved ones who would fit this description of looking for home in the midst of running from home. And maybe they’ve found what they’re looking for out there. But seeing the home they ran from and the pain that caused brought me to tears. I found myself praying for them. I found myself praying that they would find home and find that home in you. I prayed that they would forgive their past and be healed from it. Then I was repenting for any role I played in their pain, known or unknown. I’m not a proud man. I’m humbled before you.

I suppose that’s what the Lenten season is about. Getting to know different parts of ourselves that need to be seen, repented of, and then redeemed by you. Corrected. Eliminated. And the more transparent I am with you the more humble I’m able to be with others.

While I’m here, I suppose I should think about my own search for home. What is home, anyway? I think it’s that place where you’re supposed to feel safety and rest. And let’s face it, there aren’t many places in this world, even in the houses in which we live, where many people can say they find safety and rest there. I’m fortunate that I can say I find safety and rest here with my wife but even that is fragile. We are just one illness or accident away from losing that rest and sense of safety. We are one tragedy from outside of our home that might impact us. No, if I make this house and the life my wife and I have built my source of safety and rest then it will fail me. That idol will fail me. I can’t put that kind of pressure on her. She can be a way that you provide for my emotional sense of safety and rest, but she cannot be the source of it. And I can’t be that for her.

Father, I pray for my loved ones, that they will find their home in you. If they haven’t found you then I know they’ll be searching for home and nothing they find will ever quite satisfy. This kind of plays into what I talked about yesterday with the pure in heart being able to see you. To use the quote again, “The pure in heart should be known more for their God-attentiveness than their sin-avoidance.” I pray that it would start with me. I need to be more about attentiveness to you than a puritanical lifestyle. You will drive those things out of me. I can see you doing it. So I give over any idol worship I’ve given to these loved ones. Any sense that my home is found in them. My home is in you. Help me to live that and then share that concept with others.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on February 20, 2026 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Forgotten

08 Feb

Dear God, I dreamt about my grandparents last night. I’m not sure where that dream came from, but it seemed fairly clear and significant. While it’s hard to say a lot of the details of the dream, it focused around their church, First United Methodist Church, back in Junction City, Kansas. I used to visit it with them whenever I would see them in the summer. They were pillars of that community at the time. They were loved and appreciated. They were part of the core of that church. Then my grandmother died fairly suddenly in 1992 and my grandfather move to Texas to be closer to my parents and had a long decline with Alzheimer’s, dying in 1999. It’s been over 30 years since they were part of that church family, and I would venture to say they have been forgotten. But how much of their legacy in that community remains?

Maybe I thought of this because my wife led singing for a double funeral this week for a couple who had been married over 68 years, and been part of our church for more than all of that time. They were respected, appreciated, and loved. They left a mark. There were 16 priests at the funeral because one of their son’s is a priest and while he was in seminary his mother would take treats and blessings to all of the young men in seminary. He was a fireman, among other things. And in your mercy, you enabled them to die within days of each other. The community really feels their loss. And yet, one day, 34 years from now, much like my grandparents, they will likely be forgotten. Time moves on. As Gary Thomas put it in Sacred Parenting, we are born we have children, and then we get out of history’s way. Yes, we contribute to history, but very few of us will ever have our names attached to something or be remembered. What I offer this world is my life, my actions, and how both of those things will touch other lives and fall like dominoes into the future. But in the long run, I will be forgotten.

Father, my grandparents’ names might be forgotten, but the vibrations of their lives carry on. They carry on in my father, in me, and in my children. They carry on in my aunts, uncles, and cousins. But more than that, they carry on in lives that experienced the vibrations of their actions who have no idea where those vibrations came from. And my life will be the same way one day. I will be forgotten. My name will disappear. And that’s okay. I don’t need people to remember my name so that I will be honored. Yes, there’s a sadness to know that my grandparents won’t be remembered because they mean a lot to me. But they’re fine now. They’re with you. And I’ll be with you someday. And even though I might be the lowest in your kingdom, I will still be able to worship you, love you, and live with the results of the life you gave me. Father, help me to be exactly who you need me to be today. The Gospel reading is about us being salt and light to the world. Make me salty today, but that saltiness can only come from you. That light can only be a reflection of you. Help me to be a conduit of you today through my worship of you.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on February 8, 2026 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Jonathan Roumie Quote

30 Dec

“And if I never did anything else again in entertainment, I would be sad, but I would be content knowing that I said yes to this very very intense, long mission–it will be ten years by the time it’s all released from the time I started–and I will feel like, okay, I’ve done something with my life…I’ve seen what this kind of storytelling, and what’s at the heart of it, how it can literally change people’s lives…You see it. They go from non-belief to belief. They go from no being active in the sacraments to all of a sudden going to confession, and going to mass, and taking communion again. And that the difference between life and death. Spiritual life and death. And there’s nothing that’s going to be more important for me than affecting an individual’s relationship with their creator. It trumps everything. It is the top priority in everybody’s life if they acknowledge that there is a relationship like that to be had. And once you know you’ve somehow been a touch point for that person’s journey, it’s like, well, what else is there? What else matters in my work as an artist? Nothing. Nothing does.” (5:15 mark of the video)

Dear God, I listened to this interview from yesterday at least a couple of times, and this is quote is the part that spoke to me the most. I think it comes down to the heart of everything we are called by you to be. And I bolded the part that really touched me with the rest to set the context for Mr. Roumie’s statement: “And there’s nothing that going to be more important for me than affecting an individual’s relationship with their creator. It trumps everything. It is the top priority in everybody’s life if they acknowledge that there is a relationship like that to be had.”

I can’t help but think about the narrow gate. Jesus references it in the Sermon on the Mount in Matthew 7:13-14: 13 “You can enter God’s Kingdom only through the narrow gate. The highway to [destruction] is broad, and its gate is wide for the many who choose that way. 14 But the gateway to life is very narrow and the road is difficult, and only a few ever find it. I think I’ve found the narrow gate. And it’s frustrating to try to help friends decide to find it and have them turn me down. Family too.

So what does the narrow gate look like to me? How would I describe the narrow gate? I think answering this question might be different for a lot of Christians, and there are parts of this that I’m better at than other parts, but here’s what I’m thinking off of the top of my head.

  • Humility: Admit I am powerless and I need the God of the universe to restore me to sanity (combination of the first two steps in AA).
  • Make a decision to turn my life and will over to you, repent before you and others, receive your grace and love through Jesus, and turn my life over to you, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit to start to remove my character defects (steps 3-7 in AA).
  • Seek you through prayer and meditation (step 11 in AA).
  • Love others and carry this message to others (step 12).

I know I talked recently about a book that talked about the spiritual significance of the 12 steps in AA, and I think they ring pretty true here. I think if I walk in these steps then I have found the narrow gate. The one thing that is missing that, frankly, I’m not good at, is the intercessory prayer part for others. I think it’s important to pray for others and have them on our hearts, but outside of carrying the message to others there isn’t much in the 12 steps on that. But it’s important, and it’s something that my wife is so much better about than I am.

Father, make a difference in the world through my life. Today. In this moment. Of course, I want it for tomorrow too, but I just want to be in this moment today. Help me to be a man who continuously chooses the narrow gate and then guides others through it. Not so they can be saved from hell, but so they can know the peace and joy of relationship with you. And please forgive me for how I hurt others, myself, and you, and help me to know in the moment when I am doing something harmful and guide me out of it.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 30, 2025 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Fr. Mike Schmitz Interviews Jonathan Roumie

29 Dec

Dear God, I watched this interview this morning as I got ready for work, and it really struck me. I think a better word is humbled. It humbled me. I fight against it, but there are so many times that I get a bit full of myself and my “spiritual maturity.” The truth is, I’m an idiot. I don’t have anything to say. I don’t have anything to teach. I’m such a fool. I just need to listen and learn and appear foolish instead of opening my mouth and removing all doubt.

So I listened to Mr. Roumie’s experience playing Jesus–especially having just filmed the crucifixion–and it struck me how much I still take this for granted. How much all of us do. And we can’t, we simply can’t appreciate what you experienced during those 18 or so hours 2,000 years ago. He said he asked you for just a small taste, and even that left him overwhelmed and something that he might have to work through for the rest of his life.

Yeah, I just don’t get it. And I don’t know that I have the courage to ask you to help me get it. I almost prefer to insulate myself from really getting the depths of what you experienced through your incarnation, life as a human, brutal death, and resurrection. Can I just say that I get it and move on?

Father, thank you for fellow believers who inspire me. Fr. Mike and Mr. Roumie are people who inspire me. My young niece and her husband are believers who inspire me. I have young men I know through Christian Men’s Life Skills who inspire me. All of this makes me better. I love you, Lord. And I lift my voice to worship you. Oh, my soul, rejoice! Take joy, my King, in what you hear. Let it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ears. With my foolish ignorance and all, let it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ears.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 29, 2025 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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What Gives Me Hope?

21 Nov

Dear God, a couple of years ago, Pope Francis was on 60 Minutes, and they asked him, “When you look at the world, what gives you hope?” His answer was somewhat controversial, and I don’t want to pick it apart here. But it made me wonder what my answer would be if someone asked me the same thing. I’m more and more convinced that my answer revolves around the reality of you, Father. You are there. And there’s this hole in us that can only be filled by you. A lot of us will search for things to fill that hole, but those idols will never ultimately do the job. What gives me hope is that there will always be a remnant pointing others back to you, and relationship with you is what life is all about.

I’m thinking of this because I saw a video on YouTube a couple of days ago.

I’ve been watching these two young men “react” to music from the 60s, 70s, and 80s for a few years now. I enjoy them, and they seems to be fine people. But just a couple of days ago the video above released. One of them got baptized. Of course, I watched it immediately. He has quite a story of desperation followed by seeking a path forward and then finding you. He talks about young young men and women you put in his life in Florida who pointed him to you. What gives me hope? You are real, your remnant is here to worship you and love our neighbors, and then we can point others to you. I don’t have to know what any of these people’s politics or morals are. I don’t have to know where they stand on LGBTQ+, abortion, or red/blue politics. I can just rejoice with this young man and his friends/family. He’ll work out his faith with you just as I have over the last 46 years and continue to do. He will have opinions now that you will change over time, just like you continue to do with me. You will teach him. He will grow. And he will worship you and then become part of the remnant that points others to you.

Father, help me to carry that hope into my day. I didn’t sleep well last night. Maybe I was still bothered by something that happened at work yesterday. Maybe I was overwhelmed by what’s on my plate going forward. But all I can do today is what I can do. So help me to simply worship you, love others, and be hopeful that you are real and you will be there when we are desperate and seeking a path forward.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on November 21, 2025 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Examen

15 Nov

Dear God, my wife and I were talking over breakfast, and as we finished she mentioned she was going to her study to do her “Examen” for the week. I’ve never done this before so I asked her to tell me about it. She told me the questions she asks herself as she reflects on her week. It sounded like a good exercise, so I decided to pray through the questions this morning. I found the following questions on a United Methodist Church website. I don’t think they are exactly the questions my wife is asking herself, but they seem like a good place to start.

  1. Are you aware of God in this moment?
  2. What are you grateful for right now?
  3. When did you experience love today?
  4. Was there an opportunity in which you missed sharing love with others?
  5. What might you learn from that? (Tell God about it.)

Am I aware of you in this moment?

That’s a good question. Sometimes, yes. Sometimes, no. But it’s a reminder that I need to be. I need to be aware that the Holy Spirit is part of me, and he is praying with me right now. You are with me. You are real. You are interested in me. You have plans for me. You have desires for me and my life. You have things you both want me to have and don’t want me to have. You get frustrated with me when I am foolish, selfish, and sinful. You delight in the few times per day or week when I get it right. You delight in the fact that I’m trying. You get frustrated with my ingratitude. You want to give me rest, but you also want me to work harder.

And you are working in the lives of those I love most, the lives of those I care about around me, and even in my community and country. You are working in the world. You are working in the galaxy. You are working in the universe. Nothing is beyond you! You are so very big, and I am so very small. I love you.

What am I grateful for right now?

I’m sitting in a safe, comfortable house having just had a nice pancake/sausage breakfast. I so take these things for granted. I cannot seem to muster up gratitude for these things unless I explicitly sit down and think about it. I am grateful for the improvements at work. I am grateful for the amazing woman I’ve been with for over 36 years. I’m grateful for our health. I’m grateful for the children we have and the one we lost in pregnancy. My wife and I were talking about how she has experienced loss through death in a way that I haven’t. I’m grateful for the living. I’m grateful for your mercy. I’m grateful for answered prayers, both those you answer with a yes and those you answer with a no or not yet. I’m grateful for physical health and the ability to be active and exercise. I’ll cycle later this morning. I’m grateful I can do that. I’m grateful for the trip I’m about to take to Waco for a football game later today. What a little luxury in life that is afforded to me.

When did I experience love today?

Well, when I was sitting at the breakfast table and my wife walked in from having just walked the dog, she took a moment to pause and blow me a kiss from across the room while she put things away. Then she gave me a kiss when she was done. When she sat down to breakfast and I went to sit and join her while she ate, she laid down what she was looking at and welcomed my presence at the table. And we talked. She seemed to enjoy talking with me, and that made me feel loved. The day is young. I’m sure there will be more times today when I feel loved–especially by her. There are people who are precious to me who do not show me love. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. But I am grateful that this home is a place I like to be, and she makes it that way for me.

Was there an opportunity in which I missed sharing love with others?

The day is young, but I’ll say that there are two people I know who need expressions of love. One just lost a son and one is going through a significant health crisis. I meant to get by and buy a card for each of them this week, but I never did. I have to do this today! The cards must go in the mail today.

What might I learn from that?

Father, the truth is that I try to love others, but sometimes I allow things that are important to fall through the cracks. I miss opportunities to be your hands and feet in this world. I’m sorry for that. I like that you’re making me mindful of those two people specifically today, but there are others for whom I need to be praying. Relatives. People for whom relatives have asked me to pray. People I know who are suffering. Just everything, Father. There is an endless amount of need, and I can’t possibly cover it all or pray for it all, but if there is a line between what I can possibly do and what I can’t do, there is a lot of distance between me and it. So help me to get closer to that line. Help me to take all of the advantages you’ve given me and use them for your glory and to bless the people around me. Help me to see you in them and worship you as I love them.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on November 15, 2025 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Leadership

18 Oct

Dear God, I am supposed to be helping teach a class on leadership this coming Tuesday. I’m puzzling over it a little. As I think about the definition of leadership and examples of leadership (both good and bad) in the Bible, I wonder how I should really approach this with the men in the class on Tuesday.

Here are the Bible stories that have disjointedly occurred to me:

  • David and Goliath: Young David setting the example for the older soldiers and Saul.
  • David and the two opportunities he had to kill Saul.
  • David leading his men with the intent to kill Nabal (example of bad leadership).
  • David honoring Israel’s anointed king (both Saul and then Ishbosheth).
  • David not dealing with Amnon’s rape of Tamar (example of bad leadership).
  • Naomi leading her daughters-in-law after their husbands die.

I could go on and on with Old Testament examples, but David is a nice mix of good and bad. When it comes to the New Testament, the gospels give several examples:

  • Herod’s killing of the innocents (example of bad leadership).
  • Joseph caring for Mary and Jesus regardless of what it cost him.
  • James and John wanting to sit at Jesus’s right and left hand in heaven (example of bad leadership).
  • Jesus washing the disciples’ feet.
  • Jesus telling James and John not to cast down fire on the Samaritans.
  • Jesus helping Martha understand what’s important.

Again, I could go on and on–especially about Jesus. Yeah, there are zero examples of bad leadership from Jesus. How could there be?

Father, help me to prepare to teach this class, and teach me through this. I’ve been struggling with my own leadership at work lately, and I feel like I could use these lessons as much as anyone. Give me ears to hear and eyes to see. Be glorified through me.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on October 18, 2025 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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