Unopened Gifts

Years ago when I had to be in the hospital for several days, a friend gave me holding cross. It came in this lovely gift box with a poem that I have long since lost. But the cross is well worn. I still hold it often in prayer. I may not be able to find where I put that all important reminder note but I can always find my holding cross by my comfy chair or on my desk.

Don’t Tell Anyone …

Let’s continue with the eighth chapter of the good news story as Mark tells it to us. There is just so much to unpack in the last sixteen verses of this chapter! We’ve talked about the curious two-part healing of the blind man and part of the conversation Jesus has with his disciples after theContinue reading “Don’t Tell Anyone …”

Finding Good or Finding Bad

Our responses to the events of life come from what we choose to see – our fellow human beings created in God’s image with struggles and joys just as we have or others whom we are in competition with and must defeat in one way or another. If we look for the good – and God – we will find it. If we look for what’s wrong, we will find it.