Feeling envious occurs when we are fearful and insecure, which in turn leads to building up our defensiveness. We are trying to protect ourselves, but in doing so we end up in isolation. People need people. Strange things happen when we are isolated. In isolation, we to listen to lies being whispered in our heads.
Words of condemnation can wound. Applied with the proper intent and execution, however, they can restore and empower. This goes beyond using kind words and a gentle tone. If we are to build up, we have to understand the foundation of a person’s belief. We have to be in relationship with the person we are talking to.
This year has been one of those years where I have visited the funeral home far too many times and the newborn nursery not nearly enough. Listening to all of these eulogies got me to thinking, what do I want to be remembered for when I am gone? What do I want to leave behind? Words are the most powerful weapon any of us have. The words we speak to others, the words we speak to ourselves, have a long-lasting impact that will persist long after any physical injustices have healed. May our words leave this place a little better than we found it. May our words lead others back to the Light of the World.
Honestly, I hate writing about this. I would much prefer to talk about something I have already walked through and share how the Lord came through. I love those messages! But that is not this message. Because, let’s be honest, some of life’s messes take a long time to walk through. Sometimes God’s redemption seems a long way off. Sometimes we are hanging on by a thread.
Valuing money feels as though we need it in order to live. Or, in other words, it feels like we can’t live without it because it’s a necessity. When we view money this way, it reveals that we actually love it and can’t live without it. Many people, myself included, have fallen in love with money without recognizing its trap.
We all know about the Ten Commandments. We grew up learning about and knowing they are important. I honestly never gave them much thought growing up. Yeah, don’t murder, don’t lie, only have one God. It all made sense but I never truly thought about them in light of the New Testament and the fulfillment of the Law.
Money. Yikes. Man’s best friend and the root of all evil. As someone who loves stuff, I find money to be quite convenient to have. Besides, in a world where everything costs an arm and a leg, why not rack up on cash? As I begin to learn the ways of the world, and money, I’ve definitely fallen to the stigma of “more is better” and most of the time don’t even realize it.
For ten of the last twelve years of my marriage, I have been the spouse of a wonderful woman who has had severe depression and anxiety. It started as postpartum depression after our second child was born and it has never gone away…
Odds are, we all, at one point or another, have fallen in love. For me, my first love was when I was 16 years old. I was a sophomore in high school. I entered into a new school with new friends and was lucky enough to be picked to be on the JV Cheerleading squad. Everything was going for me. My past had been full of ups and downs, but now, as a sophomore, things were taking a turn for the better. Then I met… him…
“I was sitting in the gymnasium at my kids’ elementary school as 200 squirmy students sat on the floor, their teachers perched slightly above them on metal folding chairs. The atmosphere was charged with palpable energy, excitement, and anticipation.
They were all waiting for a guest performer to take the stage. The man was Red Grammer, a Grammy-nominated singer-songwriter and performer who the CBS Morning Show described as: “a superstar to the young and a hit with parents too!” And we were all about to find out why…”