Category: Life Lessons… and an Occasional Smack Upside the Head

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Did you know that you can ask Jesus to show you a picture of your heaven-reality, and he will? I have a story about this, click the link to read it–it’s pretty incredible! https://www.patreon.com/posts/monday-miracles-61862064 I know I haven’t posted in awhile! I have been blogging on Patreon these days, feel free to give me a…

Today at work, a pop song caught my attention. A woman was singing about how her dad had wounded her heart, but now she had found a man who was healing it, a man who was teaching her how to trust again. He would never leave, crooned the song. And he would always protect her…

You know, we have a pretty easy life. Really.  I thought about this one Sunday, when I ran away from church. I wasn’t running away from church itself, really, but from the pricks I felt while there. Those pricks reminded me of a wound in my heart that I hadn’t spoken of in heaven-therapy yet. …

Isn’t it funnyhow we always seem to believethat when we mess upit’s because we are inherently bad people? Saying to ourselves,“You selfish person,how could you hurtanother human being this way,”–as if human beingsare grand enoughto orchestrate good or evilof their own accord. Saying to ourselves,“Fix the problem.Find a way to makeyour wrong right.”As if we…

I spent the last night of 2020 with eighteen mannequins and a very small man. Staring across the sea of plastic torsos, towards the gaping exit door of our brick suite where shadows exited but never entered, I noted that my ending up in this room was nothing less than a miracle. If you remember…

In a crowded, dusty campsite overlooking the Red Sea, behind a juice-bottling plant while drinking Israeli tea, at the donations dock of an inner-city mission, on a car ride through Manhattan traffic, by a crackling campfire, during a rushed 20-minute lunch break at the flat I share with three others, in a Sheetz parking lot…

One of the most challenging questions my wilderness students ask me is, “Do you expect more rain today?” I look up at the clouds, at the leaves, at the surface of the water, at the birds… I make observations, but in the end I always say the same thing: “We’ll need strong wind in order…