Chronicles of the Mind

As I do every morning, I was seeking the Lord before going to work this morning. Sometimes those times are exciting, but more often than not I do not have any particularly exhilirating experience. I just talk to God about what is on my heart and that's that.

While pacing the floor a few hours ago, I suddenly started wondering and asked the Lord, "Lord, would I notice if you didn't show up this morning?" The thought startled me. What if this pacing the floor and praying thing ...

Some nights, you play pool and nothing goes right. Other nights, you play pool and everything goes right. And then some nights, almost everything goes right but you still end up losing.

After my last game of snooker, I decided to read up on some techniques. Very useful, since I had only been copying what I saw the likes of Ronnie O'Sullivan and Stephen Hendry do on TV. The result was astonishing: I potted almost all my balls without any problem and even managed a subtle chip of the ...

Here I am, Lord, and I'm drowning in your sea of forgetfulness
The chains of yesterday surround me
I yearn for peace and rest
I don't want to end up where You found me
And it echoes in my mind, keeps me awake tonight
I know You've cast my sin as far as the east is from the west
And I stand before You now as though I've never sinned
But today I feel like I'm just one mistake away from You leaving me this way

Jesus, can You show me just how ...

As I was driving to work a few days ago, I thought about the Scripture I had read that morning. 1 John 3 had told me that those who practise righteousness are of God while those who practise sin are not of God. That startling statement produced a chain-reaction of thoughts about works, renewing the mind, the world, grace, and our information-saturated culture.

If you look at the world we live in today, you find that information is presented to us from every side. The internet, TV, ...

Sometimes you hear sermons that you forget almost right away. Other times you hear sermons that you want to forget but can't. On a rare occasion, you hear a sermon that you remember the rest of your life. And then there is that sermon that strikes a chord in your heart, a sermon that God uses to remind you of something you already know but need to hear again.

Yesterday was one of those days that I heard the latter kind. The preaches spoke from Luke 6:6, the man with the withered hand. ...