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Watching My Step

I've always had big feet. It's true. There was never a moment in my childhood when my feet were not an object of frustration and ridicule. And those "dogs" were all over the place, facing the wrong direction, tripping over themselves, tripping over coffee tables, desks, chairs, other people. It was embarrasing. Watching my step was a full time job. Since becoming a man, I've mastered my former oppressors (my size 14's) and you would hardly noticed my attention to detail. However, today, at 40, I'm still watching my step. With so much experience and success with walking and watching my step, I've discovered that the same is true in my spiritual life as well. I haven't always watched my step in life and of course, it resulted in me finding myself in all kinds of traps, snares and dead ends. I've spent years tripping over my sinful habits and walking down dirt roads that lead to nowhere. To no one's blame but my own. After experiencin

What a Waste!

A young man read Matthew 26:6-13 today and it literally brought tears to my eyes as I reflected on the heart and spirit of the woman who came to Jesus with her very expensive perfume and anointed his head while he relaxed at the table. The disciples were critical and offended that this "nobody" would waste money in buying this perfume only to anoint Jesus, when it was obvious that money could've been used to give to the poor. What a waste! The woman brought her best to worship God and addition to that Jesus said "when she poured this perfume on my body, she did it to prepare me for burial." Her "waste" was God's acceptable offering of worship. I thought about "what am I willing to 'waste' for the worship and praise of Jesus?" What am I willing to lay at his feet or anoint His presence in gratitude of His presence in my life? At the expense of my reputation and dignity what am I willing to offer to the King?

The Anticipation

Imagine yourself among the crowd of people waiting with anxious anticipation, to hear the words of this strange miracle man named Jesus. You see him find a suitable place on the mountainside and sits down before you. His appearance doesn't overwhelm you, in fact he looks like kind of ordinary. The "rumors" you've heard of him disappearing in a crowd don't seem all that spectacular to you. But maybe that's part of the reason why people are so drawn to him. He's not trying to impress you, but yet he does, somehow. You've heard how the Pharisees antagonize him and attempt to lure him into winless debates, in hopes to discredit him. But his simple wisdom and authority over the Scriptures leaves them befuddled and speechless. And that wasn't even his point! This man is a speaker Truth and is motivated by love, not by the applause or the approval of the people. You sense that God is about to speak and it makes your heart tremble a little, because his wor

Love is an Offering

It's a beautiful day write it down, write it down talk about the sunshine describe the way it sounds looking out my window watching the birds go by thinking about my true love the way her spirit flies love is an offering treasure is her heart the melody that she sings...for me Got my mind my mind on you I can't wait to find what a kiss from you can do pocketful of lent yet my heart seems so free expression of this love? a love offering love is an offering treasure is her heart the melody that she sings...for me