Three Things to STOP doing, immediately!

12/1/19

(1) Expecting things in your life to go perfectly. Yes, you were made for eternity. That’s why you seek perfection, desire beauty, and hunger for unending happiness. But we live in an imperfect, ugly, and forlorn world because of sin. So when things don’t go your way or when things get you down or when you get scared, it’s simply a reminder that you are not home yet. But, one day, you will experience joy without interruption, happiness without it being taken away from you, and beauty without intruding shrapnels of darkness. Until then, put on a brave face and tuck hope deep into your heart.

(2) Worrying about things that are out of your control. It is liberating when you surrender your thoughts, emotions, and circumstances to the Lord who knows you better than you know yourself. Why? Because He designed you. Yes, there are times to be concerned. But do not worry in your concerned state. May your concern awake you to your perpetual need of prayer for provisions and protection: “Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus” (Phil 4:6-7, NLT).

(3) Believing truth and morality are relative. Yes, it’s true, that we in the West live in a postmodern culture, which ironically waves the banner of relativism with absolute pride and conviction. But just because something is the case, it doesn’t mean it should be that way; otherwise, we fall into the precarious is-ought fallacy. There is such a thing as absolute metaphysical truths and absolute moral truths that stem from God’s good and unchanging nature for your own happiness in the midst of a world saturated with sin and suffering. Don’t allow the world to set your standard of truth based on its ever-changing ways of whatever happens to be in en vogue. Set it on the firm foundation of God’s character and Word: “Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash” (Mt 7:24-27, NIV).

11/5/24

Kernels of gold sowed in sweat. Embodied husks designed to protect. Multicolored grain, a heavenly harvest. The plague in the Garden— one locust started— the Reaper ransoms to forget.   A rotted ear only hears the screams of its own dissection, an eternity of introspection. Rows of corn restless with guilt. The cup of wrath…

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10/18/24

Christmas for Ginny has always been the most important day of the year. It’s a magical day when anything is possible, like the unprecedented miracle of God taking on human form; it’s when a supernatural star led the Magi to the infant God-man, lying helplessly in a symbolic feeding trough; and it’s when men met God face-to-Face in a humble manger to worship him and feed from him. Ginny loves Christmas for both its majestic beauty and historical truth. She understands, however, that this sacred day has been tainted with folklore and commercialism, but experience and wisdom enable her to see these gilded traditions as a way to bridge the gap between the sacred and the profane. For Ginny, a gift for someone special on Christmas is a reminder of the greatest Gift ever given. So naturally Ginny wants to give Brad something special for Christmas. But she, too, finds herself without two pennies to rub together. Then, suddenly, an idea flashes across her mind that makes her eyes water, feeling the internal warmth that comes with giving wholeheartedly.

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10/17/24

Ten years ago, my parents, Robert and Sheila, were killed in a car accident on Christmas Day. A head on collision with a drunk driver took them away from me. It turned out that both front airbags were defective. They were coming back from looking at Christmas lights. My seven-year-old daughter was in the back seat. She was not wearing her seatbelt. She was thrown from the wreckage. She died instantly.

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