I like words. I always have. I especially enjoy the written word, which is why I have a blog instead of a vlog. Even so, my vocabulary and expertise is neither broad nor deep. While I wish to use words in the manner of Winston Churchill, however my applications are more like those of Yosemite… Read More WHO’S or WHOSE?
Fifty-six years Ten months Three weeks ago, I was born. (give or take a few days) In my teen years, it seemed I would live forever. In my twenties, I considered myself an adult. So did other people. We were all wrong. In my thirties, I was an alcoholic. I was an avid student… Read More Born, Again
My company has experienced tumultuous times over the last couple of years. Our department has diminished to a handful of hard-working employees. In the last few months we lost two long-time and heavily-invested people who were once deemed critical to the company’s success. There was fear that one of these individuals might leave the company:… Read More Remembered
The second step of the 12-step recovery program is “Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.” In the great scheme of recovery, this step is often treated as a minor one. There doesn’t appear to be a lot of action involved. Yet it is not only a… Read More In My Defense, I Was Insane At The Time
I had a really hard day. And I didn’t do some things I’ve been taught to do on days like this. I didn’t call my closest friends. I didn’t journal. I didn’t pull up a Bible app on my phone and read from Psalms. I didn’t find a quiet place to meditate with my Jesus.… Read More Hard Day
Is she a good person? Is he a bad person? The world wants to determine if a person is a Christian by whether they are “good” or “bad”. Like using a ruler to measure a pound of flour, it is an insufficient unit of comparison. Ask people whether they are Christian and you will hear… Read More Unit Of Measure
Back when I was thinking about starting a blog, I attempted to thoroughly examine my motives and the usual suspects of character flaws, looking for the escape hatches. Do you know what I mean? Those little hidden doors we use to get out of doing something we previously committed to do? One of my favorite escape hatches… Read More Dirty Little Secrets
Paraphrasing a real-life conversation from some years ago: Me: “My life is a mess, I can’t remember the last time I was happy, and I hate myself.” Spiritual Guide: “What do you want?” Me: “Peace! Serenity!!” (When do we want it? NOW!) Spiritual Guide: “How much serenity do you want?” Me: “What?” Spiritual Guide: “If… Read More Living It Up In The Great State of Denial
It all started innocently enough. I wanted some black jeans. I have plenty of blue jeans but no black ones. Black jeans make a statement that blue jeans just can’t. I’m not sure what the statement is… I read that online, so it has to be true. I don’t usually go to stores to buy… Read More Cheesesteaks, Maternity Jeans, and Grace
Soon it will be Easter season again; spring colors, hats and dresses and ties and dyed eggs and baskets. It is the special time of year when flowers come up and trees bud (here in the northern hemispheres, at least). Since I was a kid I have marveled at this phenomenon of rebirth and renewal.… Read More What Do You See?
Psychology Today defines fear as “an internal response to a perceived threat”. While fear is very real, what we fear may not be real at all. That’s why the definition includes the word perceived. In 12-step recovery, we come to realize that fear is often based on nothing more than our expectations; we had become fearful… Read More F.E.A.R.
The day after Jesus feeds the 5,000 men (plus women and children) with 5 loaves of bread and 2 fish (John 6:9-13), the people come looking and find Him again. Jesus makes an observation about this crowd in verses 26-27: Jesus answered them, “Truly, truly, I say to you, you are seeking me, not because you saw signs,… Read More Hungry Again
As mentioned in other posts on this blog, I am a recovered alcoholic and addict. Before recovery I was consumed with a crazy fear there wasn’t enough (fill-in-the-blank). Sure, it was an irrational fear; but it did not feel irrational at the time. It felt normal. That’s one of the peculiarities of the disease. It… Read More Not Enough _____ In The World
Recently I’ve been mentally revisiting some times and events from the past. Partly nostalgia, partly introspection, partly looking for evidence of spiritual growth. This activity launched from feeling there had been slack in progress along the spiritual path recently. I don’t spend much time on the past. Probably due to much of it being unflattering… Read More Getting Out Of Control?
These days the concept of forgiveness is treated like a sickly old man: ignored when possible, otherwise visited only on special occasions. If forgiveness is engaged, it is often handled awkwardly, with hesitation or reluctance. In our culture we are expected to hold grudges; forgiveness is for wimps and religious leaders. Forgiveness is not a… Read More Its A Choice
Ragamuffin: a ragged, disreputable person; a beggar.… Read More Ragamuffin. Prodigal Ragamuffin.