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

March 3, 2025
#1357 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Jan­u­ary 10, 2025 Some­times I won­der if it is just me speak­ing and attribut­ing it to God? Is this my writer­ly way of seek­ing atten­tion and telling peo­ple how spir­i­tu­al I am? Is my ego, like the dev­il, “…on the prowl like a roar­ing lion, look­ing for some­one to devour.” (I Peter 5:8)? The pos­si­bil­i­ty exists, every day, every post. I have only one pre­ven­ta­tive: faith. Yes, Lord, I believe that You are the Christ, the Son of God, who has come into the world–and I will raise You up.

March 4, 2025
Golf Tues­day, Macro Con­scious­ness 101…
#1358 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Feb­ru­ary 5, 2025 I have a pro­cliv­i­ty for get­ting caught up in the flim­sy details and los­ing sight of the big pic­ture. I am work­ing on it and pray­ing. When I apply the big pic­ture to the flim­sy details, the cor­rect response to any sit­u­a­tion becomes fair­ly obvi­ous. At the Uni­ver­si­ty of God, my course­work is done in my study and the lab is at the golf course.

March 5, 2025
#1359 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Feb­ru­ary 8, 2025 “The glo­ry of God is the human per­son ful­ly alive.” St. Ira­neus. So I have to ask myself: How ful­ly alive am I? Not near­ly as alive as I’m going to be, but way more than I used to be. “I have come that they may have life and have it abun­dant­ly.” (John 10:10)

March 6, 2025
#1360 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Feb­ru­ary 12, 2025 One of my favorite book titles is Your God Is Too Small by J.B. Phillips (great book also). God has taught me over and over that I can­not believe too much, I can­not hope too much, I can­not expect too much. Dear Lord, keep me from shrink­ing You.

March 7, 2025
#1361 HOW I SPOKE TO GOD TODAY
Jan­u­ary 19, 2025 Dear Lord, I can­not put myself in Your pres­ence; I can only believe You are here.

March 8, 2025
#1362 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Jan­u­ary 13, 2025 I think of myself as a piece of clay. I am being shaped, sculpt­ed and trans­formed. I look at my pho­tographs, my books, my music archive, my memorabilia–these are the tools the Mas­ter Artist is employ­ing as He goes about reshap­ing me. There is only one catch–He can’t do it the way He wants to do it with­out me. I am con­vinced the way He wants to do it cre­ates the very best me I can be. “Yet You, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, You are the pot­ter; we are all the work or Your hand.” (Isa­iah 64:8). Have at it, Lord. Show me how to help.
(look who snuck into my photo!)

March 9, 2025
Fam­i­ly Sun­day from the emp­ty nest…
#1363 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Decem­ber 30, 2024 I am envi­ous of those par­ents who have some­how per­suad­ed their chil­dren (and grand­chil­dren!) to set­tle near to them. We have Dal­las, Port Townsend and Ann Arbor as the prime des­ti­na­tions on our map of the world. Karen’s and my res­o­lu­tion for 2025 is to devise a strat­e­gy to draw near­er to our fam­i­ly as much as we can. Does­n’t that sound like fun?

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