Spirituality

The Trade

Commie — a common playing marble, especially one not used as a shooter.

Doing Good While It’s Still Day

Today there was one more brutal killing. It was in the name of terror, or perhaps hatred, or maybe racism. It was a conspiracy or perhaps a lone-wolf gunman. It happened here, or over there. For one reason or another, it was reported on by the news, while similar events were overlooked. Welcome to one more day in our brutal, broken, vengeance-soaked world.

The Element of Surprise: Surprise as a Metaphor for Spiritual Growth

Surprises. Is the prospect of being surprised something that you tend to look forward to, perhaps with delight, curiosity or even hopeful anticipation, or does it tend to make you a bit skittish or uneasy?

Poetry and Music for Summer

Oh, summer has clothed the earth
In a cloak from the loom of the sun!
And a mantle, too, of the skies’ soft blue,
And a belt where the rivers run.

And now for the kiss of the wind,
And the touch of the air’s soft hands,
With the rest from strife and the heat of life,
With the freedom of lakes and lands.

I envy the farmer’s boy
Who sings as he follows the plow;
While the shining green of the young blades lean
To the breezes that cool his brow.

Living In Day Tight Compartments

In 1986, while organizing some office space at Loma Linda University, I unearthed a stack of small yellow books that had been bulk purchased by Dr. Harvey Elder, a spiritual wayfarer who happened also to be an infectious disease specialist. The discovery of the book, “A Way of Life: Living in Day Tight Compartments,” would be one of the nodal points of my kingdom pilgrimage. I read it annually. Deliberately, I chose to review it in the early morning hours prior to going to the hospital for the scheduled delivery of each of my three children.

Poetry and Music for Father’s Day

Only a dad with a tired face,
Coming home from the daily race,
Bringing little of gold or fame
To show how well he has played the game;
But glad in his heart that his own rejoice
To see him come and to hear his voice.

Only a dad with a brood of four,
One of ten million men or more
Plodding along in the daily strife,
Bearing the whips and the scorns of life,
With never a whimper of pain or hate,
For the sake of those who at home await.

Only a dad, neither rich nor proud,
Merely one of the surging crowd,

The Highest Form of Love

John 21 has one of the most interesting of all incidents recorded in sacred history. It’s the conversation between Jesus and Peter.

Jesus and the disciples are having breakfast. After they finish, Jesus proposes three questions to Simon Peter. The conversation goes like this as rendered in the New American Standard Bible.

“Simon, son of John, do you love Me more than these?”

“Yes, Lord: You know that I love You.”

“Tend My lambs.”

He said to him the second time, “Simon, son of John, do you love Me?”

The Word of God: An Axe for the Frozen Sea within Us

"When God created humanity he created human beings in his own image, in the image of God he created them, male and female he created them."

We know these words. Genesis 1:28 continues this train of thought and adds that God blessed them and spoke to them.

Living Loved: God Is With Us

How can one know God’s presence?
How can one live in the presence of God?

Why Our Worship Isn’t Working

I never call customer service unless it's important. Something vital to my life has to stop working before I’ll risk navigating the dire swamp of a customer service phone tree. Those calls are almost always frustrating for a simple reason: There is a disparity of urgency. 

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