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I remember a conversation I had with my dad several years ago. We were in his office at work and I was in meltdown mode.
So what’s new, right?
But I was stumbling over inadequate words trying to communicate the incredible fear that would grip me, paralyzing me inside and sending me into frantic pacing on the outside.
I wasn’t afraid of anything in particular; I was just full of fear of everything.
Suffice it to say that it was pretty maddening.
I’m pretty sure it wasn’t a picnic for Ann and the kids either.
Lately I’ve been able to make clear contrasts between then and now.
The entombing fear is gone; I know in my head and my heart and my spirit that I have nothing to fear.
Continue reading Gain faith, grant forgiveness and then go forward
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
We can blow our minds trying to grasp the intricacies of that one. But at the end of the day, does it really matter?
I mean, we have chickens, and we have eggs. To me, that’s just a win-win.
Okay, let’s dig a little deeper.
Which came first, the administration or the congress in creating a quagmire?
We can blow our minds in listening to the passionate arguments about just whose fault it is.
So far, though, I’m only seeing a lose-lose.
Let’s think some more.
Continue reading Are we in a cosmic game of chicken, waiting to see who will blink first?
I have been forgiven.
I’ve done a lot of rotten things in my life.
I haven’t forgotten any of the things I’ve done; I still feel sorrow for the pain I’ve caused others. If only I could go back, right?
But I can’t.
I can, however, remember always the hard-earned lessons and commit to never repeat what I know to be wrong.
This process brings me peace; peace that I have been forgiven.
Today is bright and tomorrow always full of hope because the weight of the sin has been lifted from my shoulders.
So, in gratitude for this gift, I really should ask:
Have I been forgiving?
Continue reading Forgiving the Unforgivable
A good and genuine person recently expressed having feelings of wanting to return to the fellowship of the gospel, after having left years ago.
But just having the feelings to return isn’t like waving a magic wand and erasing all that had caused the rift in the first place. Her reasons for estrangement were based in love, not hate. That makes it a little harder to try and overcome, wouldn’t you think?
You see, in her past when a beloved family member had shared homosexual feelings and the need to pursue a corresponding lifestyle, the response was one of anger, and ostracism, and a severing of ties.
Watching people who faithfully attend church each Sunday turn so quickly on a loved one left a pretty bad taste her mouth.
Yet after all this time, she recognizes the honest feelings and yearnings in her own heart, drawing her back to the gospel of the Savior.
So, how does she reconcile what seems to be clearly conflicting messages of “love thy brother”?
As I thought about it, I would think that this is a scenario that has played out in many, many families.
Continue reading Could it really be okay to come back?