five-hundred words for your spiritual journey

Every last one of us is on a journey. However, some folks are reluctant to admit "where they are" on their particular pilgrimage. Each of the following 500-word blog posts are pulled from my raw and personal journals in hopes that you are encouraged to either start or continue your journey led by Someone who offers Himself as a guide.

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A lime-colored bug sits on a plant and goes unnoticed. Even though it moves, it still blends in, until I hit the focus button on my Nikon and see the insect for what it is apart from its camouflaged surroundings.  Who enjoys standing out in a crowd. It’s easier to blend in; plus it doesn’t […]

The summer humidity continued to wrap its hands of suffocating air over Ted’s mouth. Fall eventually came and he started breathing again. Those crisp, cool mornings were welcomed like rain in the desert. The change of seasons were the only type of change Ted seemed to embrace. He cherished those refreshing morning walks before facing […]

I love the line from StarWars Episode I: The Phantom Menace. The characters Jar Jar Binks, Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon are being chased in their underwater submarine-type craft by a grotesque looking fish. Just as the fish attempts to eat them, a larger fish appears and devours the smaller one. Then Qui-Gon says, “There is always […]

  In a recent interview promoting his new album, country music icon, Vince Gill, said one of the songs he wrote is about his wife. He also said, “Amy always says certain things that I just adore. One is, “Blessed people, bless people, and hurt people, hurt people.” That pretty much sums up the human […]

Some of the most miserable people I know are also the most comfortable. Even Kathie Lee Gifford has said, “Many of us have become so complacent, spoiled, and comfortable that we don’t realize we are miserable.” From Max Lucado’s Traveling Light, he writes: “Are you in prison? You are if you feel better when you […]

“Why do you wait until the gas gauge gets close to the E-mark, before stopping?!” From behind the steering wheel of my 20-year old Honda, I looked over at my wife and smiled. The song Running on Empty by Jackson Brown, was playing on the radio. Since Gina is eight years younger than me, I […]