Remember the last time you tried to get that perfect picture? Maybe it was a beautiful landscape shot. Perhaps it was a picture of your kids who just never seem to stand still. Maybe it was a picture of you and your significant other. Who or what the subject is really doesn’t matter. The point is the picture is about to be ruined! Someone #photobombs the picture.
Category: Disciple (Page 15 of 21)
I personally live by the philosophy that I never trust a person who says trust me. If you have to tell me to trust you, then chances are I probably shouldn’t trust you! But to be fair trust is pretty tricky. It’s one of those things that has to be earned. You can’t just assume someone will trust you. You have to go out of your way to live a life that is trustworthy. Continue reading
Ok so today is Valentine’s Day and for a romantically challenged individual like myself, this is a day that makes me feel a little lame. I’ve already admitted that I don’t really play the flowers and candy game all that well. I am pretty much a cynic when it comes to these holidays created by card companies to just make a buck or two. Perhaps it’s because I know a little history of St. Valentine and it really had nothing to do with cards, candy or carnations! But to be totally truthful, I did get cards this year for two of the people who I love dearly – my wife and my daughter. But does a card really show how much I love someone? Continue reading
Ok so I don’t do the whole throwback Thursday thing but I felt it a good idea to give a little summary of something that happened recently at the church I serve. Last Saturday was a pretty special day around Living Word Galena. It was a day like no other! Continue reading
Last week we looked at softening the clay and how that sometimes means being in times of intense pressure. While this is no fun, the rewarding part of the process is when you realize that you’re not alone in the rough times. I’ve admitted through this series that I know very little about pottery. I’m not an artist by any stretch of the imagination. And to be totally truthful, I thought last week was going to be the final installment of this series. Then a friend sent me a text reminding me of the final phase of making a lump into a useful treasure. Continue reading
Now perhaps this should have been last week’s post and maybe things are a bit out of order here. The past couple of weeks I’ve been reminded of a pretty important part of messing with clay. Before the work really gets started and before the lifeless lump of clay can begin to look like something it needs to be softened. But how does a potter soften the clay? Continue reading
Last week we started to talk about clay and a potter’s wheel. We looked at the importance of getting off to a right start by ensuring the clay is in the center of the wheel. When the clay is off-center, well things don’t turn out as planned, but you can read more about that here. This week we’re going to look at how the work gets done, and it has nothing to do with the lump of clay! It’s all about the potter’s hands. Continue reading
I’ve never used a potter’s wheel and quite frankly not sure I ever will. But I think there’s a lesson we can learn about life if we look at what goes into making a beautiful vase, or anything for that matter, on a potter’s wheel. Each Wednesday this month we’ll take another look at the wheel from a little different perspective but for today let’s just think about getting ready to make something. We won’t even turn the wheel on yet. We’re just going to sit and look at the wheel and the lump of clay. Continue reading
For those of you that know me well, one thing you would certainly not say is that I’m a traditional kind of guy. I don’t sit still long enough to establish traditions. I love to try new things with the intent of meeting and connecting with new people. I’m one of those blaze your own trail kind of guys. Or to quote another phrase grass doesn’t grow under my feet. Continue reading
Cuts, scars, pimples, blemishes, weight issues, height, dress, muscles or lack of them, hair color, hair style, braces, birthmarks – these things and many more affect the way people see me. But why can’t people see the real me? Why can’t people see beyond the scars and the image in the picture to see who I really am? This is a question with which many struggle – daily. Continue reading
