Meditation
Rend the heavens!
Apparently Isaiah wasn’t very good at prayer, or maybe he wasn’t righteous enough, or he didn’t have enough faith.
Apparently Isaiah wasn’t very good at prayer, or maybe he wasn’t righteous enough, or he didn’t have enough faith.
Sometimes I like to pretend that I’m a Christian. What if I really believed that God is the all-powerful, all-knowing, all-loving, all-generous spirit?
When you pray, do you ever twist God’s arm and try to coerce him into letting _you_ give _him_ something?
An interesting fact: in this time when I can’t take a vacation, my desire for a vacation grows.
I have a confession to make. I care about the outcome of the upcoming election.
Did you ever notice that with just a slight twist “always praying” becomes “all-way spraying”?
If the Pharisees truly believed they were defending the faith, was there any sin in their actions?
Maybe you aren’t such a big fan of the mountains. The ‘beauty’ out there really doesn’t do that much for you, and the strain and pain of the hike are such a drain. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right?
When you are hiking in the mountains, when you have forgotten about the workaday world, the things that need to be done, the frustrations, ailments, conflicts, crossing things off of your to-do list, striving in and for the world, what’s left?
What I don’t understand is how those other Christians can be so obtuse. Don’t they know that . . .