Untie Your Emotional Shoestrings – Dance!

She was probably about two or three years old, I’ll call her Zoey. The band playing on the warm summer evening was calling Zoey’s feet to dance freely on the street. She turned every direction with her eyes closed at times and looking toward the sky at other times, smiling all the while. Dad stood…

Asian or Polynesian?

A well known pizza restaurant on the west coast conducted a blind taste test to determine the name for the sauce of their new pizza. The tasters believed they were choosing between two pizzas that were rivaling between being placed on a menu and only one could win. The company, however, simply needed to know…

At War With My Mind

All of our choices are made by either our emotional brain (limbic system) or our logic brain (neocortex). ALL of them! Our logic brain says it’s obvious we don’t need an extra piece of cake but the emotional brain believes we need it in order to feel better. You can substitute cake for anything such…

Patraeus, Rockefeller & King David

General David Patraeus served as Director of the CIA and was a four-star General with more than 37 years in the US Army. His accomplishments are astounding in nature with a resume touting his service to our country ensuring our safety. He has handled confidential information with integrity, served leaders with honor and effectively led…

Unplugged

Distractions are all around us and they come in all forms. Noise hits us from the time we wake up with a blazing alarm to the time we go to bed with most of us turning of the blaring noise of television as the last distraction. In between telephones, texts, tweets, Face Book messages and…

I’ll do God’s will, my way

An angry inmate told me one day that he and God “Had an agreement” regarding his mistrust in God, and God’s people – the church. We talked at length about his anger and lack of trust in God, how God doesn’t make ‘agreements’ but is patient, and how the inmates independence has kept him from trusting God…

Prodigal Living

I read Luke 15 today about the prodigal son and noticed, somehow for the first time, that the son was said to have wasted his possessions with prodigal living. I’m not sure why, but when I have thought of the prodigal son story I always took prodigal to mean something like “found”. But ‘prodigal living’…