The Character of Your Critics

If those who are criticizing your performance were actually great at theirs--I mean truly great--they would never dream of criticizing you. If, as it turns out, your critics truly have been proven to be superior in their performance, then what they are lacking is character. Let character trump performance.

2018: This Will Be The Year Of The Fragrance!

Oh, how we need the Fragrance of Jesus to permeate our lives! I'm declaring 2018 the Year of the Secret Place! More specifically, a year of putting everything aside except fellowship with God and immersing ourselves in His Word and His Presence. A year of pursuing intimacy with Him. A year of pursuing the fragrance … Continue reading 2018: This Will Be The Year Of The Fragrance!

Answers on the Left, Waiting on the Right

Something encouraging occurred to me some time ago concerning prayer. There were two or three things I was intensely praying about, needing an answer. I watched as the Lord supplied all but one of those needs. Because the need that went "unmet" was so intense, it got nearly all of my focus and I began … Continue reading Answers on the Left, Waiting on the Right

“Batter my heart, three-personed God”

Appreciating these words from John Donne's Holy Sonnets, XIV Batter my heart, three-person'd God ; for you As yet but knock ; breathe, shine, and seek to mend ; That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurp'd town, to … Continue reading “Batter my heart, three-personed God”

Between Real and Ideal

The existence of the ideal is evidence of its possibility. Ever been inspired by a movie because of the values it portrayed? The story was challenging and beautiful, moving and uplifting. Then you come back to "reality" and realize that the players are just actors, the movie is based on a novel, and you realize … Continue reading Between Real and Ideal

A Father’s Letter To His Graduating Son

For the better part of two decades, I have engrossed myself in your life. Much of my effort has been simply to keep you alive and healthy. I have sung songs, and played games, and answered questions, but more than that, I have loved you at depths that even now you are not able to understand and won’t be until you have a child of your own. Though at times I have tried to express and explain that love to you, I realize that, for now, between us, I’ll have to be content with knowing its depths on my own. Part of a parent’s lot I suppose.