Everybody's vying for people's attention in terms of eyeballs, earholes, and dollars.
I was in every club and extra-curricular activity at high school, and I was in the National Honor Society.
Amazing, isn't it, that our prayers. . . can move the very heart of God who created the universe?
True, God hates Alzheimer's, spinal cord injury, mental illness, autism, and the rest (these conditions are all symptoms of the Fall). Yet he permits these things to accomplish something far more precious in our lives: patience, endurance, compassion for others who hurt, and refined faith and trust in God, to name a few.
God points to the peaceful attitude of suffering people to teach others about Himself.
Faint hearts are encouraged when they read about others who, despite amputation, spinal cord injury, or psychiatric disorders have a vibrant trust and confidence in God.
Take those road hazards- the potholes, ruts, detours, and all the rest- as evidence that you were on the right route. It's when you find yourself on that big, broad, easy road that you ought to worry.
The closed circle of materialism is clear to us now - aspirations become wants, wants become needs, and self-gratification becomes a bottomless pit.
I was lucky enough to get to see guys like Bugs Henderson, Jimmy Wallace, all those great Texas blues players.
I do not lack the courage to think a thought whole.
Before you kill somebody, make absolutely sure he isn't well connected. So it goes.