Lessons Learned on the Journey

Entries in the Truth category

Some Things Are Not An Option

I grew up on a reservation in South Dakota, filled with resentment and anger toward the white man." These were the words of a man sitting next to me at a banquet. He shared with me that even in…

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Godliness: An All-Day Activity

I asked my wife, Pamela, "So how did I do on the telephone?" Her response pierced me to the heart. "Not so well if you are trying to follow Jesus." I had been on the telephone for…

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Where are the Cemeteries?

Walking the manicured cemetery of St. Peter's Anglican Church (St. Albans, United Kingdom) quieted my spirit. Graves of departed saints surrounded the entire church. Their headstones shared…

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Learning in the Mundane of Life

I am always looking for deep spiritual truths in great teachings or spectacular events. However, I rarely look for valuable lessons awaiting me in the mundane of life. Pearls of wisdom often elude me…

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No Rule Book, No Lines, No Joy

Imagine a game of tennis without the lines. Just throw the rule book out the window. The way I play tennis, the temptation to do just that is strong! However, without the lines, the game of tennis…

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Spiritual Clothing

As a young boy, visits from my maternal grandparents were infrequent but much anticipated. After they visited, I could count on one of my friends saying, "Who was with you on Saturday, they…

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Filled Full of...

Living in Philadelphia has filled me full of the Philadelphia Phillies baseball team. When bumped, I am likely to spill over in exuberance about the possibilities of one more championship. …

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Don't Lose Heart

Discouragement comes so quickly to me. Looking at the sad state of world affairs makes me wonder, "Is there any hope?" Staring daily at the pile on my desk representing important tasks can…

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The Key

I remember with dread a night in Kiev, Ukraine. Returning to an old, completely dark, high-rise apartment where I was staying, I could not match the right door with the right key. I can tell you, it…

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I Could Hardly Imagine

For six years I was a morning newspaper delivery boy. During those quiet, lonely, early morning hours, I often day dreamed about my future. I imagined playing baseball in the major leagues or…

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