I once had a job picking up rocks. Of course, I was only seven years old and I earned a meager penny a rock, but it was a job all the same. We were farmers back then and clearing new land, preparing an area for a garden. When I say garden, I don’t mean a small backyard plot of land for growing tomatoes, cucumbers and herbs.
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3 Comments » The Feast of Dedication from a Christian Perspective
The Feast of Dedication, otherwise known as Hanukkah or the Festival of Lights, is a beautiful holiday to celebrate, even as a Christian. In Hebrew, the word “hanukkah” means “dedication.” It is the event of the purification and rededication of the Temple in Jerusalem in 165 B.C.E. after it had
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Thermometer or Thermostat?
What a lovely day. Not because the sun is shining, because it isn’t. Not because it’s warm outside, because it’s not that either. Not for any reason other than God made today a new day and made the sun rise this morning just for me, and you. Today is God’s
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Where Is God When I’m Hurting?
Bad things happen to good people. There, I said it. It’s something many don’t want to admit, but a fact of life nonetheless. The world is full of unwarranted suffering and pain and tragedy and sorrow. If you don’t believe me, just turn on the news or browse the web
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Let’s Get Our Hands Dirty – Amy Winehouse and Others
The death of Amy Winehouse is a tragedy indeed. Anytime someone dies at such a young age with the potential in life she had to make something of herself, makes you stop and think. For me, I think about those people that knew her best: her friends, her family, her business partners. I wonder if any of them tried to help her or if they just enabled her?
