April 18, 2022
#169 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Monday, March 14, 2022 I have become a pet person. In my younger days, I used to think that people who lavished love on their pets were just afraid to open their hearts to other people. Now I understand that you don’t dole love out like cherries for dessert to your six children. Love flows. And the more you let it flow, the more you have. Pets trigger love, they don’t limit it.
April 19, 2022
I love playing golf with God…
#170 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Thursday, March 24, 2022 One of the joys of playing golf in a senior men’s group is that I get to play with a number of different men. If God is present (He is), that means He has brought each one of these individuals into my life with the purpose of teaching me how to love. Changes the whole game, doesn’t it?
April 20, 2022
#171 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Tuesday, March 8, 2022 I’ve never really\ understood this verse: “If anyone comes to Me and does not hate his own father and mother and wife and children and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be My disciple.” (Luke 14:26) But I think I get it–the hate is hyperbolic. God’s love cannot be contained. We learn love through our families–parents unconditionally toward their children, and children as a natural response. But if we stop at familial love (or worse, self-love), we have fallen out of the stream of God’s love, which always flows outward, no matter the object. God’s love is not discriminate. Like the old hymn says, they will know we are christians by our love.
April 21, 2022
#172 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Friday, December 10, 2021 It was a near perfect day, though nothing extraordinary or even unusual happened. Golf with the guys, a gift in the mail, a trip to the grocery store, a walk with the dog, a cocktail with my wife, chicken off the grill…“O taste and see that the Lord is good! Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him.” (Psalm 34:8)
April 22, 2022
#173 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TONIGHT
Monday, March 21, 2022 We had a genuine tornado warning last evening, with roiling sky and shifty winds and sheet lightning and blaring sirens. I was filled with a combination of fascination and dread. I said my prayer out loud: Que sera, sera, my Lord and my God. Awe sprinkled with fear equals reverence.
April 23, 2022
#174 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Friday, February 18, 2022 Tonight I feel old, but not in a bad way. I was texting earlier with a friend whose son is really getting into golf. We were discussing sports and kids and parents. It took me back to that stage in my life–a joyous but also intense time. I believe God watched over us and we came through without too many bruises. I only have one real regret: though I knew God was with us, I was too wrapped up in family ambitions to enjoy His presence. The love I have for my children comes from Him–I should have invited Him in. But I am older now, and I know better.
April 24,2022
#175 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Saturday, March 19, 2022 My friend and I went to the Festival of Colors, a Hindu celebration, today. People were breaking open packets of colored powder and flinging them in the air while dancing to the beat of dohl drummers. It made me realize that God appreciates joy wherever He can find it. And I discovered that I love samosas!
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