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GODWILLING

February 27, 2020February 24, 2020 | by Thomas | Leave a Comment on GODWILLING

Willpower is a curious thing.  It can serve both positive and sometimes negative ends.  The endurance that we need to maintain persistence and consistency in our endeavors can be critical.  The question of the value in our use of willpower seems to fall within the assessment of what is “achieved.”…

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ECHOING LOVE

February 26, 2020February 24, 2020 | by Thomas | Leave a Comment on ECHOING LOVE

Bourbon Street is an interesting place to be after Midnight in the first hours of Ash Wednesday morning.  As the clock strikes midnight, police on horseback clear the quarter.  As the raucous clamor of carnival celebration ceases, there is an almost eeriness to the atmosphere. …

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WILDERNESS GOD

February 25, 2020February 24, 2020 | by Thomas | Leave a Comment on WILDERNESS GOD

“Had I but wings like a dove,
I would fly away and be at rest.
Far away I would flee;
I would lodge in the wilderness.”

(Psalm 55: 7)

This is the temptation, to flee from all that overwhelms.…

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SINCE CHILDHOOD

February 24, 2020 | by Thomas | 1 Comment on SINCE CHILDHOOD

“Beloved: Who among you is wise and understanding?”

James opens up today’s scripture with a question (Jas 3:13-18). My sense is that the term ‘wisdom’ has become one of those words that we throw around in a way that perhaps doesn’t allow us to really consider the true depth of its significance.…

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EVERY GAZE MATTERS

January 27, 2020January 27, 2020 | by Thomas | 1 Comment on EVERY GAZE MATTERS

Recently, on a flight from New York to New Orleans, I watched a mother in a seat ahead of me on the plane holding an infant in her arms. Occasionally, the baby would wimper or cry a bit. When this happened, the woman would take the infant in her arms in a soothing rhythm.…

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