Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. Psalm 119:105 I'm reading, albeit slowly, a book called Jesus Club. It's a book about how this guy started a ministry at the high school he graduated from and how it grew. Yesterday, I read a story about how he was passing a skateboard shop, needing $200 more dollars for something God told him to do and he heard God telling him to go to the skateboard shop. After a brief argument, he gave in, flipped a u-turn and went in. Turns out, he'd met the lady who owned said shop before, while standing in line at an amusement park near their home and had enough of a conversation that she remembered him. He told her of his need for $200. She started crying because God had laid it on her heart that she needed to take $200 with her to work because she was gonna meet someone who needed it. Great story. I love how God's people, when they yield to Him, get stuff done. I prepared today's Bibl...
Smarter people than me can't figure out my life. I mean that. However, it's always good for a laugh. There's a lot going on that I don't blog about, mostly out of respect for the privacy of the people involved. There was a time that I didn't care all that much about that. You live and learn, though. Besides I'm finding that it's a small world, and mine gets smaller and smaller every day. I don't put a lot of stock into the things I see, but often this or that will be like a little clue that something odd is going on. The car with Indiana plates I saw yesterday at the light on 36th would be one of those things. There are people from all over in Ogden. Texas, Missouri, Montana, Idaho, and the list goes on and on. There are lots and lots of people from Oregon here. And yesterday there was someone from Indiana in my neighborhood the same time I was going to work. It doesn't mean anything. It wasn't a "sign". I'm j...
This is a message I gave at the Rescue Mission last year. It's just some stories from the Bible and how they relate to us today. Hope it's a blessing to you.... Anybody wanna hear some stories tonight? I thought it might be a change of pace to just listen to some stories before dinner instead of bringing a more traditional message. It’s Saturday night, it’s spring, and we’re in the middle of a big celebration that remembers a story that came to its end in the middle of the west desert in a little place called Promontory Point. That story when it was finished, ushered in a new chapter for our country, and tied our country together from coast to coast. Stories are important ways to remember things that happened in the past. If you’ve ever spent time with veterans, they love to tell war stories. Older people love to tell stories about the good old days. And some of us have stories that have some dark chapters that we’d just as soon never tell. ...
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