As adults, we work to have a good job, a comfortable home, and to build a strong retirement portfolio. But when is the salary, the home, or the portfolio big enough?
Love is often communicated through words, but as the old adage goes talk is cheap. Love is easy to profess but can often be a challenge to demonstrate.
Of all of the blog subjects in this series, thirty-eight to date, this one has been most likely to knock me out of phase. Rest is difficult for me.
Each of us have a unique purpose, a calling if you will, for which we were created. For some, that calling is to stand before thousands, while for others it is to serve in obscurity.
There are many things in life that are truly amoral. Being neither good nor bad. It is up to us to determine whether they play a positive or negative role in our lives.
Music can make us laugh, make us cry, comfort us in life’s difficult moments, it can stir a soldier’s heart before battle, and so much more.
We are all broken people. We have struggles, whether emotional, spiritual, or physical. Some struggles are a result of our genetics, while others related to lifestyle, poor decisions, random circumstances or abuse we have received.
A new job, a new relationship, a new car—each offer the promise of more comfort, more fun, more purpose, but when the newness wears off it’s the same old grind.
There is so much in that thought that resonates with me. Though living in a broken world is all we have known, in the very depths of our soul we realize that we were created for something more.
It seems our news, both locally and nationally, has been clogged with report after report of gut-wrenching tragedies: family’s losing loved ones, lives forever changed, communities in shock.
