Beyond The Rim…

Some thoughts at the end of the week. I wanted to thank those of you who read these meditations this week and especially thank those of you who posted comments. I knew the Reformed/Arminian post would elicit a comment or…

Friday’s are interesting in our culture. TGIF (Thank God it’s Friday) is a watchword. My wife often says, “Is it Friday yet?” anticipating the weekend, the holy grail for most people. Their life is lived in anticipation of the next…

On the way home from work this evening, something on the radio sent me momentarily down the “what if” rabbit trail. I wrote a post recently dealing with the concept of “do-overs.” It is so easy, at least for me,…

We are approaching the half-way point in our Lenten observance and just like any other effort, this is when you go through difficult times. I find it remarkable how I have to almost drag myself to the computer because my…

Lent is many things, some personal, since each person’s Lenten observance is shaped by their interaction with God into a unique field for our Lord to work in, and some are public or at least shared, since a portion of…

If we are willing to really examine ourselves; have an honest down and dirty look at ourselves, we will invariably think we stand in the dirtiest stall with the foulest sinners to still name the name of Christ. Our lives…

It is Sunday and today has been a strange day. It all began last night when we celebrated a friend’s 50th birthday. In keeping with the spirit of Lent, the party began well after sundown, so by God’s accounting the…

It has been a long week. Work has been an intense continuing effort and my Lenten efforts are meeting with my ongoing weaknesses. I fully understand Paul’s lament in Roman’s chapter seven where he separates his will to do the…

I find it interesting that St. Patrick’s Day always occurs in the midst of Lent. The day celebrates his death. Historically in Ireland, Lenten restrictions against meat were waived and people would dance, drink, and feast, especially on the traditional…

They say that everyone is Irish, at least in their hearts, on Saint Patricks Day. I am one quarter Irish, through my maternal grandmother, May. I never met her, but the last thing my grandfather ever said as he was…