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Is there a God?

Are you looking to find God?

I regard the brain as a computer which will stop working when its components fail. There is no heaven or afterlife for broken down computers; that is a fairy story for people afraid of the dark. Stephen Hawking 1

A man can no more diminish God’s glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, ‘darkness’ on the walls of his cell.
C.S. Lewis 2

Is there a God?

Most people will give you a quick answer, either yes or no, and move on to something else. That question is pretty straight forward, but, and this is a big but, you ask someone why he or she believes there is a God, and you will quickly find that most people don’t know how to handle that question. I would venture to say that most people don’t even want that question tossed out there. I mean, what kind of question is that? Where do I, or anyone for that matter, even start with “why do you believe there is a God?” (more…)

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Can you remember a time when you’ve been on the outside looking in, where everyone else knew the lingo, knew what to do, knew the inside jokes and seemed to fit right in? As someone who has been a loner a lot of my life and refused to put myself out there, I’ve been there, and it hurts. Usually, most people walk away from that situation because it’s so difficult to break into that intimate group. I have. It’s just easier that way.

A lot of the time, the group doesn’t even know they’re being exclusive. I mean, they’ve been together for years; they’ve raised their kids together; they’ve gone to the movies together; they’ve gathered together once a week for as long as they can remember, so naturally, bonds have been formed and invisible walls have been built. (more…)

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Why do my feet rest here?

Is life so random that, as I sit at this desk, typing on this computer, living in this particular apartment in Houston, I’m supposed to believe my life to this exact point in my timeline, that, that it could have been an infinite number of different possibilities? This planet, this sun, this solar system, this galaxy, and this entire cosmos randomly burst into existence without rhythm or reason and through natural selection, that life grew from nothing to this — without some sort of purpose to all of our lives and endless other lives that could exist in this universe? (more…)

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Recently, I’ve helped, along with a core group of great people, start a ministry at our church. It has been difficult, for me, because I’m typically a shy person, and, yet, extremely rewarding as I witness God’s will fulfilled on a weekly basis. As a group of unique individuals, how do we, as volunteers, succeed in this endeavor when we each bring our own misconceptions, ideals, wants, needs, fears, and anxieties to the group? When you think about all that mishmash of emotions, you might begin to wonder how we can even come close to succeeding. But that would be true if we weren’t all bound by God’s love and guidance, and with his grace we will flourish and fulfill his will.

But that doesn’t just happen easily, and our lives, who we are, what we do, and how we cope, have a chance to interfere with the spirit of God and disrupt what he wants us to do, but, fortunately, there are ways to tackle our issues and bring them to light so that we can work on them. (more…)

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spirit in the wind

As each day passes, I wonder where God leads me. I certainly don’t have a clue. I follow because he is my Lord, and I know that obedience helps me to understand this crazy world. Whatever became of my past and whatever might transpire in my future, I must have faith and obey the spirit that stirs my soul.

I sit and watch as people pass by. I don’t know them, and they don’t know me, and yet, we are connected by a God that loves us all — that essence that drives us to wake up each morning, to love that significant other, that damages the heart when we get hurt, and yet, so many struggle to ignore it; they push the spirit back into the inner closet of their ego, hoping that if they pretend it isn’t there, then it’s not there. But unfortunately, the emptiness left will remind them, poke, maybe yell, “fill me.” In the night while in bed, staring at the ceiling, they wonder why life doesn’t make sense, and when they finally drift to sleep, the spirit is set free, and they dream of happiness and love. (more…)

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