Pick your battles

Have you ever received a poison email? Maybe you have sent a poison email. The old adage is true. It is better to give than receive.

Oh how techonology has opened up wonderful ways for us to get back at each other. Unfortunately email lacks inflection in tone, and body language. At least with the phone you used to be able to slam the reciever back into it's cradle to make a point. But now there is a pleasant little 'click'.

My point. Think twice before you send that email. Is it really worth the battle you may start, or continue?

An offended brother is more unyeilding than a fortified city, and disputes are like the barred gates of a citadel - Proverbs 18:19

Do you hear what I hear?

WARNING: If you don't like gross things, you won't want to read the first part, just skip to the second paragraph.

This morning I was awoken by a familiar sound. The sound of one of my cats vomitting somewhere in the apartment. As I lay in my bed I was trying to figure out which cat it was before I got up to find out where they where and how much of a mess they had made. I am familiar enough with the sounds that I able to figure out most times which cat is disloding a hairball, plant dirt or whatever it is that is disagreeing with them. This skill, if you can call it a skill, takes time.

How skillfull are we at distinguishing the voice of God from our own? I don't always get it right as I am very good at justifying what I want to do and somehow line it up Biblically. The Bible tells us that the heart is deceitful above all things. Jeremiah 17:9. You would be wise to check it out for yourself.

Let's not give up on the practicing of listening for God. Tune your internal radio to His station and in time there will be less and less static and we will hear Him more clearly.

Animal Tracks

I work at a golf course and at this particular golf course we have sand traps. We also have wildlife, such as, blacktailed deer, Canadian Geese, American Geese if their passports are up to date, racoons and other such critters. These animals sometimes like to walk through the sand traps. They leave footprints which give us evidence that they have been in the sand trap.

The other day on my way home from work I had a statement come up in my mind as might be asked by a non-Christian. "Show me evidence that He lives inside of you."

I thought about some of the things I do. Is this evidence, or is it just a show? "We can do it too Poochanella Poochanella" as the Elementary song goes.

Where is the God Print in my life?