As a kid, I loved magic tricks. Who am I kidding? I still love a good magic trick. I’m the kind of guy who wants to make sure to catch the magic show anytime we visit a theme park. I know that this confession of enjoying magic tricks doesn’t necessarily make me “cool” — but I feel that I’m long past cool status at this point in my life.
My son is starting to hide his sin. Judah is typically a really good kid, but we’ve hit some challenges here in the 4th year of his little life. I’m pretty sure it’s normal “testing the boundaries” stuff, but even still, it’s heartbreaking to see little sin patterns pop up in your kids. Judah is typically a really good kid, but we’ve hit some challenges here in the 4th year of his little life. I’m pretty sure it’s normal “testing the boundaries” stuff, but even still, it’s heartbreaking to see little sin patterns pop up in your kids. I just never expected his sin to be so messy. Like, poop messy.
Red Bull confuses me. This energy drink claims to give me wings and I think I get it. When I feel the downward gravitational pull of my draining energy — drinking a Red Bull should lift me up again on the wings of caffeine and other energy creating elements.
Sometimes Judah, my 4 year old son, will correct me. It’s both funny and annoying. We’re in the process of teaching him that sometimes a thing has two or more names. For example, I’ll say something like, “no Judah, daddy can’t breathe under water like a fish because Daddy is a person!” At this point Judah gives me a stern look, unsure if I’m serious or being silly, and precedes to tell me, “No, Daddy! You aren’t a person, you are a HUMAN!”
We all have a longing. The desire to be successful. The desire to be married. The desire to sing on a stage. The desire to have kids. The desire to have more freedom in our work. The desire to make more money. It would take a long time to list all the things that we long after.
I honestly don’t know how people lived without GPS. I would be a lost mess without it. I’ve been traveling for a living for 8 years now and it’s with astonishment that I think back to that first summer of life on the road. A bunch of my friends and I jumped into a white, old 15 passenger van we affectionately named Lazarus because of it’s death and resurrection during our very first trip.
What if there is more to the Bible than you dared imagine? Could it be that this Word truly could play a part in making our lives richer than we dared dream? Let’s say that we believe it enough to crack open our Bibles to any random pages desperately searching for the treasures promised there — only to be so bored within 5 minutes flat that we’re tempted to never open our Bible again.
A Pharisee is one who is rarely in need. They are the opposite of “poor in spirit.” (Matthew 5:3) — the very definition of “full of it” or “full of themselves.” They seem to believe that they are doing God and the world a favor as they read the Word and pursue “holiness.” They are doing pretty well (or so they think), which is unfortunate because Jesus said that He came for the sick.
Like “holiness”, the word “meditation” has gotten a bit rusty and disconnected from our everyday experiences. That’s unfortunate and likely the reason we have a hard time connecting with what David says in the next verses of Psalm 119:
Happy people want to make other people happy. We ended the last blog with a great quote from Spurgeon about how the sentence above is true of God. He is the happiest person in the universe and He wants to make us like Him. That’s one of the great characteristics of happy people, they want to share their happiness with others.