HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY February 3–9, 2025

Feb­ru­ary 3, 2025
#1329 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Decem­ber 13, 2024 Many Chris­tians are dis­trust­ful of imag­i­na­tion, as though it is a poten­tial por­tal to the dev­il. It can hap­pen I sup­pose, but I believe it is a gift from God. Imag­i­na­tion and cre­ativ­i­ty align very well togeth­er. In George Bernard Shaw’s play Saint Joan, Joan of Arc tells the tri­bunal she hears voic­es that come from God. She is told it’s her imag­i­na­tion. She replies, “I know, that is how God speaks to me.” Dear Lord, use my imag­i­na­tion to draw me near­er to You.

Feb­ru­ary 4, 2025
Golf Tues­day, the best part…
#1330 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Jan­u­ary 17, 2025 A qui­et joy. After today I prob­a­bly won’t be able to play golf for nine days, judg­ing by the fore­cast. So I don’t care about my score, or the mon­ey, or even who I play with (except to be kind, sup­port­ive and friend­ly). There is golf in the Spirit–when the day, the scenery, the com­pan­ion­ship, and even my shot all come togeth­er to cre­ate an almost per­fect moment, and I can just about feel God smile. Today I aim to play golf with God.

Feb­ru­ary 5, 2025
#1331 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Novem­ber 18, 2024 Sufi wis­dom: “We only have what we can­not lose in a ship­wreck.” O, it is so impor­tant to remem­ber that every­thing I have is going to dis­solve and dis­ap­pear. It is only who I am that will matter…

Feb­ru­ary 6, 2025
#1332 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Decem­ber 2, 2024 I have pro­claimed in this space a num­ber of times that God told me to start writ­ing HGSTMT. Does that mean He could also tell me to stop? And would­n’t that mean He was break­ing up with me? Not real­ly wor­ried about that…

Feb­ru­ary 7, 2025
#1333 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Decem­ber 2, 2024 I have pro­claimed in this space a num­ber of times that God told me to start writ­ing HGSTMT. Does that mean He could also tell me to stop? And would­n’t that mean He was break­ing up with me? Not real­ly wor­ried about that…

Feb­ru­ary 8, 2025
Romeo lite…
#1334 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Jan­u­ary 9, 2025 Four of our reg­u­lars were miss­ing at our last ROMEO (retired old men eat­ing out) lunch, all due to ill­ness issues. As much as I’m enjoy­ing these senior years, I rec­og­nize that health is the sword of Damo­cles that hangs over all our heads. This, I sup­pose, is part of God’s plan. My par­ents had a bumper stick­er on their car that said: YOUTH IS WASTED ON THE YOUNG. Ah, ’tis true, ’tis true.

Feb­ru­ary 9, 2025
Fam­i­ly Sun­day, look­ing back…
#1335 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Decem­ber 29, 2024 Karen and I spent Christ­mas 2023 just the two of us–family scat­tered around the coun­try. Christ­mas 2024 was one of our best Christ­mases ever. All that was miss­ing was Nathan and Annal­isa and Ayla (who were unavoid­ably absent). We got to spend qual­i­ty time with Beth and Zack and their fam­i­lies. Just as impor­tant­ly, we got to watch them spend time with one anoth­er. My favorite parts were those moments of con­nec­tion we could make with the five grand­daugh­ters. Karen has the spir­i­tu­al gift of grand­par­ent­ing, and I am get­ting bet­ter at it. As I get old­er, I real­ize how impor­tant these con­nec­tions are, and how wor­thy of all the atten­tive­ness and love we can muster. Our hearts over­flow with love for God who has giv­en us all this. Here’s to You, Jesus.

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