HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY August 26-September 1, 2024

August 26, 2024
#1169 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
June 20, 2024 This is the brief mes­sage for tonight: Do as I direct, even when you want to do some­thing else, and it will go well with you. Pow­er­ful. Key to hap­pi­ness, really.

August 27, 2024
Golf Tues­day, Texas sum­mer style…
#1170 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
August 7, 2024 We are in the midst of a heat wave. I can coop­er­ate with the weath­er or resist it–cooperation is the wis­er path. Twelve of us played golf today (includ­ing a 95 year old man, I promise). It was 103 degrees around noon when we fin­ished. What dri­ves us? Obvi­ous­ly we enjoy the game–but there is an ele­ment of “…rag­ing against the dying of the light…” in there too. Put those shov­els away. Com­ing home tired and hot can car­ry a sense of sat­is­fac­tion. Good com­pa­ny, also.

August 28, 2024
#1171 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
August 27, 2024 The last Block­buster on the plan­et (in Bend, Oregon)–and our 47th anniver­sary! It’s aston­ish­ing to think that this cor­po­ra­tion’s entire exis­tence was con­tained with­in the span of our mar­riage. I won­der how many rentals we had? Well over 47! Then I real­ize the Inter­net did­n’t even exist when we were start­ing out. We are old, Karen–but hap­py and blessed.

August 29, 2024
#1172 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
June 24, 2024 Some­times I feel absolute­ly show­ered by God’s love–could be just a pleas­ant day…could be good news about one of my children…could be a spe­cial moment with Karen…could be sit­ting on my porch look­ing up at Him. I am a Sonflower–I open up wide when He shines on me.

August 30, 2024
#1173 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
July 7, 2024 mor­tal­i­ty — (n.) — the state of being sub­ject to death. The 95 year old man I’ve been vis­it­ing in Assist­ed Liv­ing died this week. He was in an advanced stage of demen­tia (I was nev­er sure if he knew who I was). His fam­i­ly was all around him the last time I vis­it­ed, and he was pret­ty lucid. I don’t believe he was trou­bled by mor­tal­i­ty. I’ve said it before–death is a mercy.

August 31, 2024
#1174 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
June 26, 2024 Here’s a reflec­tion on old age: As a teacher for 30 plus years, I had thou­sands of peo­ple pass through my life. All of those were oppor­tu­ni­ties for me to extend God’s love–don’t even want to think about how many times I fell short. But now my life has changed–there are not near­ly so many oppor­tu­ni­ties. God tells me that’s why it’s all the more impor­tant to extend His love now–to my wife, to my fam­i­ly, to my extend­ed fam­i­ly, to my friends, and to all the peo­ple He brings into my life.

Spetem­ber 1, 2024
Fam­i­ly Sun­day, the agony and the ecstasy…
#1175 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
August 2, 2024 My 6 year old grand­daugh­ter is still capa­ble of tem­per tantrums–I don’t mean pouts–I mean psy­chic dis­tur­bances. From the next room it sounds like the throes of frus­tra­tion and anger and agony. How can such a lit­tle life suf­fer so intense­ly? There is a cer­tain puri­ty to it–nothing is fil­tered. O Lord, we are won­drous­ly made.

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