Righteous or Rusty?
Are we trying to impress people or are we doing what God has actually called us to in faithfulness?
Songs for Our Temple (Week 49: Ps. 138-140)
Pastor Tim takes us through Ps. 138-140, which guide us to think about how God knows us and is faithful and merciful to us wherever we may be in life.
Joy
What does true joy look like? It isn’t necessarily what we imagine.
Who Is the One Born on Christmas?
We know the what… Jesus is born. But, do we know the “who”?
Songs for Our Temple (Week 48: Ps. 135-137)
Pastor takes us through Ps. 135-137 and thinks about how they fit into the time of preparation we call “Advent.”
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“The Lord has established his throne in heaven; his kingdom extends over everything. Praise the Lord, you angels of his, you powerful warriors who carry out his decrees and obey his orders. Praise the Lord, all you warriors of his, you servants of his who carry out his desires. Praise the Lord, all that he has made, in all the regions of his kingdom. Praise the Lord, O my soul.”
Songs for Our Temple
We're reading through the Psalms in a year. This week we are looking at Psalms 138-140.
Episode 32: Wrapping Up the Fall
The boys revisit a number of topics from the last few episodes, including baseball, the midterm elections and Taylor Swift’s Midnights (looking at the 3 a.m. edition). They also look at the “Respect for Marriage Act” and find encouragement in Romans 14.
Why We Can't Count Our Blessings
Tuesday was the day that got designated for me to bring in the car, which was damaged September 7 by a deer that wanted to cosplay a hood ornament. It took 10 weeks because it seems as though many people have settled upon leisurely lives following the pandemic, and because our system is currently arranged so that we have a surfeit of experts in vague areas ending in “-studies” and a shortage of people who can actually do things.
Battlefield Thoughts
Sweat dripped into his eyes. He felt his breathing quicken as the enemy forces crested the ridge to the south, moving inexorably toward him. The sword in his hand felt ponderous. He gripped it so tightly his knuckles went numb, as he willed himself to focus on the thrill of battle over the heaviness of fear. Could he wield his weapon, when the time came? Would it be enough? Would his training be enough?
The Not So Innocent Vine
It was beautiful. It was sweet-smelling. It was deadly. For quite some time, I had ignored lovely, white-flowered vine that had begun to entwine its way around my backyard fence. Gardening has never been a hobby of mine. In contrast to my mother —- who has been known to happily steward anything from ferns to palm trees, bringing them tenderly back from the brink of death and into lush contentment —- my thumbs have always been decidedly mahogany.
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