March 2007

“I used to have a disturbing suspicion that the very existence of doubt in my life and in the lives of other Christians was surely a strong argument against Christianity. Why would committed Christians continue to question the very basis of their faith? Why would God allow doubts to cripple Christians even after they have decided to follow Him? The only reason I could think of was that perhaps God is truly not there and we are just attempting to convince ourselves of some extravagant fairy tale.”

In an article based on her book, “Making Your Faith Your Own: A Guidebook for Believers with Questions,” Teresa Turner Vining writes about Christians and doubt. You can read the whole article here. We all struggle with doubts and questions; doubts and questions that don’t seem to have answers. And I’m always asking myself, “Do I?” Why do I doubt, why do I question, do I even have the right to question God? But the interesting thing is, it’s not just me. It should be “Do we?” Why do we doubt, why do we question, do we have the right to question God? I’m not alone, eh? (more…)


My friend Shelly (Evidence of Grace) has written a moving piece on what her husband would say to her if he had the chance.  Brian was killed in a car accident leaving her and three small children behind, and her blog is a way for her to work through the grief.  Good writing here.  If you’ve ever lost a loved one, especially to tragedy, then you should read what Shelly wrote.  It will move you.  If it doesn’t, perhaps you need a heart checkup.

His peace on you and your family, Shelly; and may you continue to reach beyond yourself.


This was interesting.

HT:Think Christian


I know you may find that hard to believe but trust me, it’s true.  And it’s not the first time, nor will it be the last.  After a lot of thinking (thanks to Dan and others) I’ve decided that I was wrong about my Zen Dog post.  Not posting it mind you, but in the direction it took my thoughts.

I agree with Zen Dog in that we don’t know where we are going in life, it usually can’t be controlled by us.  As the commercial says, “Life comes at you fast.”  And unexpectedly.  And full of joy, pain, sorrow, laughter, and love.

“He knows not where he’s going.
For the ocean will decide-
It’s not the glory of the destination…
It’s the glory of THE RIDE”

I really didn’t see myself where I am at this stage in life, and it seems I’ve just been along for the ride.  I haven’t reached my destination so there is no glory in that, but I don’t think there is all that much “glory” in the ride either.  Our ride, our journey through life, IS our own and we each face it as best as we can.  But where is the “glory” in growing up in an abusive home, or with addictions, or in poverty, or even in having so much money that life is boring.  I stated in my post that “we only have control over our own ride” and not the ride of others.  While that may be true to some extent, we can control life in the same way we can hold back the tides of the ocean.

We worry about where we will wind up in eternity, the destination (or we worry about where everyone else will wind up); or we worry about THE RIDE and the storm up ahead, or the storm we are in, or the fact that everything is calm and when will the storm come up.  We are paddling with all of our strength just to keep a float and the truth of the matter is that a lot of us are tired, just plain tired.  We talked in our Bible study Sunday night that sometimes being an adult sucks.  So tell me again, where is the glory?

So if the “glory” isn’t in the destination, and if it isn’t in the ride, then where is it?  Well that’s the problem: we assume our glory is in one or the other.  But this is what John tells us in the New Testament:

“The Word became flesh and took up residence among us. We observed His glory, the glory as the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth…For we have all received grace after grace from His fullness.”

So there you have it.  The glory isn’t in the destination OR the ride, but in Jesus who gives glory to them both.  And  the grace to get us through the ride to our destination.

His peace on you.


One hundred and seventy-one years ago today, freedom was declared and a new republic was formed: The Republic of Texas. If you aren’t from here you wouldn’t understand the particular pride in we have in our state, a pride that derives from an independent spirit that is as strong today as ever before. I’m fully aware of the consequences of the white man’s empire building arrogance, but the history of Texas is what it is and it can’t be changed. Interestingly, a lot of the negative came AFTER we became a state and the USA moved in to “settle” and “civilize” the West.

Bob Ray Sanders, an African-American columnist for the Fort Worth Star-Telegram, wrote an article today that I thought expressed some of that pride we Native Texans have:

“The people of Texas adore this state’s uniqueness of having existed under six flags, being able to balance and embrace its Western and Southern heritages, as well as its competing rural and urban interests. At the same time, the state continues to be a confluence of cultures that adds to the richness of our diversity.Those who call Texas home can argue about our differences, and even debate the positives and negatives of our connections to the nations whose flags have flown over this land.

But we would do better to talk about our similarities and what brings us together rather than what separates us.

We Texans are often accused of being proud to a fault, bordering on conceit and obnoxiousness. But believe me, it is not arrogance that we intend to display when we celebrate our heritage and accomplishments; it is just that we fervently honor our past and those who were part of it, and we relish what they handed down to us.

On this Texas Independence Day, we should give thanks for the sacrifices of those Texans — from all walks of life — who came before us, and we should rededicate ourselves to their ideals, understanding that they had their faults as well as their outstanding attributes.”

So, for those of you who are from this wonderful state, Happy Independence Day! Shouldn’t we be on holiday?