Jesus’ actions strike me as odd sometimes. Continue reading “Finding God In The Eremos”
I remember a time in my life where I would regularly get up at 4:45 a.m. and be at the gym by 5:15 a.m. to grind out a hard workout.
Oh, the ambition of younger me. (Yes, four years qualifies as ‘younger.’) Continue reading “Let’s Work Toward Functionality, Not Just Goals”
It’s hard for me to grasp that Jesus loves me.
I can line all the facts up in my brain but my heart still has a hard time seeing the full picture. Part of it is simple awe that the One who breathed out galaxies cares for me. And, that sort of stunned disbelief is obviously rational in this context. Like King David asks in Psalm 8, “What is man that you are mindful of him…?”
But I think my difficulties don’t stem from a proper feeling of awe as much as they do the cultural stereotype of the emotionality of Jesus. Think about it. We often paint Jesus as always even-tempered and calm, even serene. And it doesn’t feel like someone like that could truly and deeply and furiously love me; it feels more like they would just smile at me and pat my head.
I can’t be the only one that feels uncomfortable when the perfectly tranquil Jesus that lurks in the back of our brains is contrasted with the actual Jesus of Nazareth written about in Scripture. The Jesus that was so passionate about honoring his Father that he flipped tables, the Jesus that wept over his dead friend.
Portraying Jesus as emotionlessly tranquil is misleading and needs to be rejected. Not only was Jesus fully man, but he was fully God, and the strongest emotions of Scripture are used when talking about the Father. He is jealous. He is furious. He laughs. He is compassionate.
And He loves.
Thank goodness Jesus is emotional. Thank goodness his emotions are perfect. Thank GOD that he LOVES me.
I was copying Scripture earlier today, a practice that forces me to slow down and think about the words, and this passage from Romans 8 seems particularly fitting to close:
“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? …No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:35, 37-39)”
One would think quarantine would be the perfect time to complete the list. You know? THE list. The list of things we all say we would accomplish if we only had a little more time. Continue reading “Your Well-Being Is More Important Than Your Productivity”
I love coffee.
I REALLY love coffee. Continue reading “Ritualize The Happy Parts Of Your Day”
I’m a former nonprofit fundraiser so I could expound on the importance of breaking up the year into quarters. I like the practice so much that it carries over into my own personal life as well where you will find me setting goals and assessing on a quarterly basis as well as on a monthly and annual basis. Combine this with my love for reading, and the quarterly reading roundup was born.
Here are my favorite books read during quarter one (Q1) of 2020: Continue reading “The Quarterly Reading Roundup: 2020 Q1”
Merriam-Webster defines ‘meek’ in a few ways including ‘deficient in spirit or courage’ and ‘not violent or strong.’ Even in the face of such definitions, the pop evangelists rush to tell us that meekness does not equate to weakness when looking at Scripture. But what if it does?
And, what if that’s actually a comfort, not a condemnation? Continue reading “Blessed Are The Meek”