Sounds of Hope

If you read my blog yesterday, you knew yesterday was NOT a good day.  It was a bit of a roller coaster ride.  I hate roller coasters.  I prefer the calm rides.  I'm a big fan of the "It's a Small World" ride at Disney.  I rode it first at the New York World's Fair (whatever happened to World's Fair's???).  It's my "speed."  Slow, steady, entertaining, no drop offs, no unpredictable spins, no nausea, no dizziness - just steady fun and entertainment. When life becomes a roller coaster of emotions, I hate it.  I probably gave the impression that I was more upset than I really was yesterday.  OR maybe the truth was, I was that upset and was having a hard time expressing it. For those who prayed with me, I didn't sin :-).  I didn't take my anger to bed.  I didn't internalize it.  I dealt with it.  I confronted it calmly. Nevertheless, it was still a roller coaster day.  They say that trouble comes in threes.  My...

I'm having one of those day.  I'm getting ready to probably be more transparent and vulnerable that I should be.  It's just one of those day. Warning, I'm letting it all out - well, not all, but some Since the world looks at my blog, but so few actually read it, maybe my thoughts on this virtual diary will be ignored but I will feel better.  Now that was a complex sentence, wasn't it? Not the best I've ever written I'm sure. It's raining.  I didn't go to church.  I still have no church home.  I sometime wonder how in the world I got in this shape.  Churchless - I used to so criticize in my heart people who said "I am a believer but I don't go to church." I'm not mad at the church.  I love church.  I long to be part of a body of believers again.  But it always begs the question of where?  Seems I don't fit any where any more.  Seems no one wants the gifts and talents I have to offer the body of Christ. I got an upsetti...

I just finished my weekly blog on Kingdom Bloggers .  It’s a pretty good blog.  I hope you’ll read it.  But as the late Paul Harvey would say, let me tell you the rest of the story.  In that blog, I speculated about the crowds of Palm Sunday and the crowd who yelled, crucify Him.  If they were the same, perhaps they were so angry that Jesus didn’t do what they thought He would that it drove them to bitterness and hatred. Now before I go any further, I have never been guilty of such heresy.  Thankfully, I have never reached the place of consuming bitterness and hatred.  But I’ve had moments.  Perhaps I could spot that potential so well this morning, because I had one of those moments just last night. I like to listen to talk on the radio.  It has nothing to do with my politics.  I can listen to NPR or Rush Limbaugh.  I just like to listen to talk.  My primary talk radio choice in Nashville is politically conservative.  As...