HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY November 7–13, 2022

Novem­ber 7, 2022
This is the only polit­i­cal post (sort of) I’m going to make in 2022–don’t for­get to vote!
#372 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Tues­day, Sep­tem­ber 20, 2022 This song touched my heart…
“My church and coun­try could use a lit­tle mer­cy now
As they sink into a poi­soned pit that will take for­ev­er to climb out
They car­ry the weight of the faith­ful who fol­low them down
I love my church and coun­try and they could use some mer­cy now
Every liv­ing thing could use a lit­tle mer­cy now
Only the hand of grace can end the race towards anoth­er mush­room cloud
Peo­ple in pow­er, well, they’ll do any­thing to keep their crown
I love life, and life itself could use a lit­tle mer­cy now
Yeah, we all could use a lit­tle mer­cy now
I know we don’t deserve it but we need it anyhow
We hang in the bal­ance, dan­gle ‘tween hell and hal­lowed ground
Every sin­gle one of us could use some mer­cy now
Every sin­gle one of us could use some mer­cy now”
–Mer­cy Now by Mary Gauthier

Novem­ber 8, 2022

Tues­days are golf days!
#373 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Wednes­day, Novem­ber 2, 2022 I just got back from an overnight golf trip with my old men bud­dies, and God whis­pered in my ear that I should read Ten­nyson’s “Ulysses” once again. These are the last few lines:
“Though much is tak­en, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength, which in old days
Moved earth and heav­en, that which we are, we are,
One equal tem­per of hero­ic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”
Won­der­ful Poetry!

Novem­ber 9, 2022
#374 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Tues­day, Octo­ber 11, 2022 This is how I think the Holy Spir­it works in my life:
Two years ago…(our dog scratch­ing at the door to get in)
Wife: Get her, would you?
Me: You’re closer.
Tonight…(our dog scratch­ing at the door)
Wife: Could you let her in?
Me: Sure.

Novem­ber 10, 2022
#375 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Thurs­day, Sep­tem­ber 22, 2022 Some­one I love explained to me that he has tried to believe and he can’t–he lacks faith. That cre­ates a conun­drum for me. Faith is not a commodity–it is a choice. You can’t pos­sess faith, you have to stream it. Jesus says, “Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if any man hears my voice, and opens the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.” (Rev­e­la­tions 3:20) Faith is the door–we have to choose to open it.

Novem­ber 11, 2022
#376 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Tues­day, Sep­tem­ber 6, 2022 Anoth­er come-to-Jesus moment: Doubt. Thomas doubt­ed after spend­ing three years with Him. Doubt is our per­pet­u­al vis­i­tor, and all we can do is decide whether to let it in or not. And it knows all the entrances. My answer is no. That does­n’t make me close-mind­ed or doc­tri­naire or exclu­sion­ary. I only have to decide for one person–me. His pres­ence is too inviting–too vital–too essen­tial for me to choose to doubt.

Novem­ber 12, 2022
We went to a memo­r­i­al ser­vice today–the church was packed. This man knew God…
#377 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Sat­ur­day, August 20, 2022 “All is van­i­ty and striv­ing after wind…” (Eccle­si­astes 1:14) That is my def­i­n­i­tion of liv­ing your life with­out hav­ing a rela­tion­ship with your Creator.

Novem­ber 13, 2022

#378 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Wednes­day, Sep­tem­ber 21, 2022 Some­times the diver­si­ty of human life on this plan­et is over­whelm­ing. It seems to reduce God and Jesus and the Holy Spir­it into just anoth­er three choic­es of the menu–like a rela­tion­ship with our Cre­ator is take it or leave it. Which I sup­pose it is. Then I zoom out and look at the big pic­ture and it is unde­ni­able that we are com­plete­ly muck­ing up our col­lec­tive habi­ta­tion of the plan­et. Ah, humanity.

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