Month: November 2018

Nothing Secret, Nothing Hidden

When we choose our close friends, do we choose them because of what they look like? Of course not. We choose them because they are there for us when we need them. We choose them because they actually care about us, not what we have or what we can do for them. We choose friends

Are Trials Always Our Fault?

In school we get tested mentally. In sports we have competitions that test us physically. And in life we have events that test our spirit. Fear not, and don’t take it personally, these tests might just all be part of God’s design and perfect plan. Never forget that coal under extreme heat and pressure over

A Thorn In Our Flesh

Many of us are pretty good at solving the problems that life brings our way. Have you ever had one of those problems that you can’t seem to resolve? Maybe it’s a person or situation that keeps dragging you down, and no matter how hard you try you just can’t seem to make things better,

The Seeds That We Sow

If we want to live abundantly we have to give. Just like a farmer would plant a lot of seeds if he wants a large harvest. The more he plants, the more he reaps. If we want to have an abundant harvest in our lives, we have to plant a lot of seeds too. We

Answering The Really Tough Questions

At some point in everyone’s life, I expect that we all face the question of the significance of our lives and existence in this world. For some it is a search for their purpose, others wrestle with death and mortality, some the creation of the world, while others struggle with feeling like pawns in the

Goals For Our Souls

We all have goals. Some of our goals are for our career, to make a certain level at work. Some of our goals surround our body, and our health, such as hitting a certain weight or level of athletic achievement. We set goals seemingly over every aspect of our physical lives. But have we ever

We Are All Seeds!

When we look at a seed, what do we see? Do we see a tiny piece of matter, this brittle substance that can be crushed under a rock, or pulverized in a mill? Or do we see the life that is in them? And what do we do with them? Do we put them into

The Silver Lining in Every Cloud

I was breaking bread with someone yesterday and we talked about a trial that they were going through. I felt so terrible for what they were enduring, it was like a dark cloud was just hanging over them. It seemed like there was so little that I could do in the flesh, outside of what