February 19, 2024
#879 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
January, 2024 “The river is within us, the sea is all about us.” –T.S. Eliot. The river is my individual pathway, the current God is using to bring me home. The sea is God, all about every single one of us. The river flows into the sea.
February 20, 2023
A beautiful Golf Tuesday to you all!
#880 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
February, 2024 I don’t believe in golf gods but I do believe in golf angels. There is too much happening in the hearts of people on the course for them not to be attracted. (comic by David Wilkie)
February 21, 2024
#881 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
December, 2023 God to Dallin via Lucius Annaeus Seneca: “The person does not exist to whom you cannot do good.” Look for opportunities!
February 22, 2024
#882 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
October, 2023 Is taking as a certainty one’s eternal destination a sign of faith or spiritual arrogance? I think the real danger comes with the attitude: I’m going and you’re not.
February 23, 2024
#884 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
November, 2023 God is showing me that I am supposed to reflect His presence. It isn’t just about the Holy Spirit working through me as I go about my business. I am to be a willing participant. As I reflect His presence, the fruit of the Spirit grows in my soul.
February 24, 2024
#885 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
January, 2024 From Bernard of Clairveaux: “When God loves, He desires only to be loved in turn. His love’s only purpose is to be loved, as He knows that all who love Him are made happy by their love of Him.” Wow. Dear heart, let that sink in. All that love, directed right at me. I cannot open my heart enough. Thank You, dear Lord, for messengers to make me more aware.
February 25, 2024
Family Sunday, past and future…
#886 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
January, 2024 I am something of a pack rat, which does not bode well for my children when I pass over. So I am determined to make it easier for them by letting things go. I started today with a bin from the closet in my study–old articles, old lists, old photos, old correspondence…a trip down memory lane fraught with embarrassment and regret and appreciation for all that God has forgiven me in my life. But also a sense of amazement for all my life used to be. I thought of a quote from Emily in the play Our Town (which I used to teach): “Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it–every, every minute?”
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