HOW MANY BULLETS ARE LEFT IN THE GUN? Our country is like a man in great spiritual pain; lost, confused and wondering in the wilderness; he just keeps shooting himself in the foot to forget his real pain and to …
SWEET DESTINY All the world is an infinite stage where physical creation plays out its destiny; and, of course, the world is also an individual stage where you and I play out our destiny which is much greater because we …
CHEAT THE DEVIL When I was young, I had no understanding of the words fate or destiny and it seemed to me that truth was just the winds of chance blowing me about like a Texas tumbleweed; like water, I …
THE BURNING BUSH STILL BURNS There is a burning bush in my life every day and I am standing on holy ground; standing in this miraculous creation; this metaphor for God where behind every iota of it God is calling: …
THE GREATEST PRAYER AND MY MOTHER Even though my mother passed years ago, I’m really feeling it today; she’s a beacon shining over my life. I find I keep measuring my life against hers, and I’m praying someday I’ll even …
FRAGILE, NAIVE AND SOMETIMES STUBBORN? NO PROBLEM. God has given me this incredible life, and because I’m so fragile, naïve and sometimes stubborn, He’s taking a lifetime to explain it to me. I think I’m starting to get it, yes……. …
GOD’S CHILDREN Life is an infinite stage of drama and comedy; an infinite stage of consciousness upon which God’s children are free to move about learning the limitless, immeasurable aspects of their creator; where pain and pleasure become temporarily intertwined …
THE POWER OF FAITH I love the miracle in the bible of the woman who was very ill; very weak in her body but powerful in faith. She struggled around the edges of the crowd, watching Him. She loved His …
LIVING CHRISTMAS YEAR-ROUND Love is the river of creation; the river of our spiritual lives. If the river is clogged with fear, anger, and resentment it cannot flow; turning into isolation, and total self-involvement. Christmas is love, an example of …
DIVINE EXPRESSION From the newborn baby’s cry to the great expanding Oak tree behind my house; from the chorus of birds in my backyard to the glowing moon in a black velvety sky; from the mighty and the meek; from …