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Pay Attention to the Verbs

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My heart hurts for people who believe that the world just happened. Society has matured, many think, to advance beyond the need to believe in a Creator. Through science we will eventually, they posit, explain everything and master our environment while bending it to shape our will. And we can do it all without the […]

God is Responsive

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Each of us must choose his God. It’s a personal decision and certainly one of grave importance. Some opt to “wait and see,” but that in itself is a choice. Others choose to mix a bit of this with a dash of that to create a god of their own making. That trend represents nothing […]

Can God Hate?

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I’m been reading dusty old volumes from past and present masters on the topic of God, who He is, what He is like, and what He is about. My reading list can be found at the end of this post if you are interested. I’ve also been paying close attention as I read the Bible […]

The God of Action

The God of Action

The doctrinal statement of the American Humanist Association, Humanist Manifesto II (dated 1973), states: “We find insufficient evidence for belief in the existence of a supernatural; it is either meaningless or irrelevant to the question of survival and fulfillment of the human race.” Is God real? Does He have personality or is God simply a […]

The Presence of God

The Presence of God

Granddaughter Fern arrived for an overnight visit with Grandpa and Gramma. She can reach the doorbell button now and usually takes great delight in pressing that device multiple times, but on this occasion Fern had a singular mission. She wanted Grandpa. As Gramma opened the door Fern darted across the threshold and burst into a […]

Pottery is a Contact Sport

Pottery is a Contact Sport

Mud. Kids love it. They are drawn to mud like hungry mosquitoes to bare arms and legs. Children may not share cookies, but fresh mud is the gift they keep on giving – to the walls, carpet, furniture, and especially the car seats. Moms mostly hate mud. Until the little one digs some clay, hand-mixes […]