When I die, the pie chart representing how I spent my time on earth would have to include the time spent waiting in line at Sam’s. As great as Sam’s is, its popularity combined with the quantity of items purchased can make for extraordinarily long wait times. Don’t even get me started on Thanksgiving and Christmas.
Our 7 year old daughter has decided that she wants to increase her role in the rearing of her 4 year old little brother. Admittedly, we have talked to her in the past about her being a good example for him hoping she would understand how vital her role is a big sister. This may have backfired.
In Acts 18, Paul is in Corinth preaching the gospel in the synagogue, and the Jewish leaders got a mob together, snatched Paul up and took him in front of the Roman tribunal. The Jewish leaders did not like that Jews were becoming believers.
In Acts 17 Luke tells the story of Paul and Silas preaching Christ risen from the dead in a synagogue located in Thessalonica. Some of the Jews didn’t like it so they got a mob together and went looking for them.
I have far more in common with the Israelites than I am comfortable with. Each time I look at their relationship with God, I am convicted. Over and over again, it causes me to examine my own heart.
My office is a cave. Not really, but I do keep it a little dark. I prefer to use a lamp rather than the overhead lights. I even keep my blinds closed. That is until a few weeks ago
In 2013, my wife and I were attending a church we had never visited before. Our daughter, two at the time, was not the social butterfly she is now, so putting her in a nursery was always interesting.
There’s a music store in the small Virginia town of Culpeper I used to frequent for all things guitar related. When you push the door open, a little bell above the frame rings and every head in the place turns to see who is coming in.