HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY October 7–13, 2024

Octo­ber 7,2024
#1211 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
August 17, 2024 A dif­fer­ent take on pover­ty and wealth: “Life with­out its essen­tials (food, shel­ter, med­i­cine) is, in fact, social obscen­i­ty, a moral respon­si­bil­i­ty that is incum­bent on soci­ety at large. God judges the poor on their hon­esty but the com­fort­able on their gen­eros­i­ty.” –Joan Chittister

Octo­ber 8, 2024
Golf Tues­day, senior tour…
#1212 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Sep­tem­ber 22, 2024 “The beau­ti­ful thing about get­ting old­er is that we want few­er and few­er of life’s toys. It’s what we have inside, not out­side, that counts now.” –Joan Chit­tis­ter (two days in a row!)
Apart from grous­ing about how we feel and what our bod­ies can no longer do (and our golf course), many of us rec­og­nize that these could very well be the best years of our lives. Thanks for the plan, dear Lord.

Octo­ber 9, 2024
My beloved live oak tree…
#1213 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
July 1, 2024 I was prac­tic­ing med­i­ta­tion on my back porch (still­ing my mind, eyes closed, breath­ing, lis­ten­ing, feel­ing from the inside) and I was struck by the thought that God is love and He is unclog­ging my arter­ies, teach­ing me how to love. So I opened my eyes and this is what I saw. If that’s not God throw­ing His arms around me, I don’t know a metaphor when I see one.

Octo­ber 10, 2024
#1214 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Sep­tem­ber 14, 2024 Car­ry my faith with me. That means it moves! It is not just with me when I have my qui­et time in the morn­ing or when I work on my blog in the evening on my back porch. It does­n’t mean a rad­i­cal depar­ture from my dai­ly routine–it means pay­ing atten­tion to what is going on in front of me and trust­ing Him for the right response. I here­by resolve to car­ry my faith with me as much as I know how.

Octo­ber 11, 2024
#1215 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Sep­tem­ber 18, 2024 Music soothes the wind­ing road–nine and a half hour road trip from Frisco to Cape Girardeau. I lis­tened to the Grate­ful Dead and the Byrds and the Milk Car­ton Kids and Dylan while Karen and Spice slept in the back seat. To para­phrase Emi­ly Dick­en­son, “I like to hear it lap the miles…” Trust­ing God to keep me atten­tive to the high­way. Trav­el mer­cies, Lord Jesus.

Octo­ber 12, 2024
#1216 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Sep­tem­ber 20, 2024 Old friends in old places. Skip and Martha re-intro­duced me to the charms of Ste. Genevieve, where I began my teach­ing career 43 years ago. On the one hand, towns age bet­ter than peo­ple do. On the oth­er, their lives, like Karen’s and mine, are tes­ta­ments to the faith­ful­ness of God and the rewards that come with fol­low­ing Him.

Octo­ber 13, 2024
Fam­i­ly Sun­day, an outing…
#1217 HOW GOD SPOKE TO ME TODAY
Octo­ber 12 (yes­ter­day), 2024 A trip to the Dal­las Aquar­i­um with Elliotte and Mason–a for­mu­la for a won­der­ful day! Of course, it affords an oppor­tu­ni­ty to observe the beau­ty and cre­ativ­i­ty and bizarreness and humor of God as Artist, and to share the won­der. But my favorite part was hav­ing lunch after­wards. Chil­dren can be so open and hon­est and trans­par­ent it’s a joy to behold. Jesus said, “…unless you are con­vert­ed and become like chil­dren, you shall not enter the king­dom of heav­en.” (Matthew 18:3). (And check out the Chain­saw shark!)

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