COURAGE FOR TODAY

Houston, We've Got A Problem

I've been really burdened lately by the number of prayer requests I have received via email and those shared in The Prayer Room link on this website.  So many of you been so kind to share your many situations in need of prayer, whether it be a financial issue; family issue; work issue or an unspoken, personal issue.  So many of you are in a spiritual desert and have reached their wits end.  Many of you have shared that you have nowhere to turn; there are no other options unless God acts in a mighty way. 

Shortcut To Trouble

I loved the neighborhood our family lived in during my Elementary School years.  Now, granted, this was in the 1960's and times have changed, but it was a wonderful time and place.  All the neighborhood kids knew each other; even the parents knew each other.  We couldn't get into too much trouble because other parents would call my parents and---well-----the rest was history as they say.  Times have certainly changed.  Most of us don't even know our neighbor's names today.

The 30,000 Foot View

I just returned from a two-day business meeting in New York. Unfortunately, I don't care much for flying in airplanes although it's obviously necessary sometimes.  I am actually afraid of heights.  Whenever I go to an amusement park, I avoid the sky rides or any ride that has height involved.  I think it must be something about the whole "losing control" thing that bothers me.  I like to control my own destiny and I don't like being high in the air totally dependent upon a wire to hold me up or a pilot to land a plane.  But, somehow, I endure flying even though I'm usually a nervous wreck going and coming.

Dust In The Attic

I was remembering a couple of weekends ago about how little I enjoy putting items back up in my attic for storage.  I had taken down our artificial Christmas Tree and all the little ornaments and knick-knacks that we place around the house at Christmas, and neatly packaged them back in their storage boxes; only so that I would take everything back upstairs in our attic until next Christmas.  I don't really know why I dislike storing things in the attic so much. 

Living "Inside-Out"

I was visiting one of my favorite fast-food restaurants the other day for lunch and I couldn't help but notice the person in line in front of me.  I'm not sure if this person knew what they had done, or if they were trying to make some type of fashion statement, but he had his shirt on inside-out.  In thinking about it a little more, I really think he knew he had put his shirt on backwards.  He was a younger, teen-aged person, hanging out with some of his other friends so I imagine that he was dressing this way intentionally.