And so, we went about our lives distracted, pretending that we could control everything. The circumstances, however, spoiled our plans
The games we play with projects and goals, success, ambition and achievement are powerless to deliver the stability and happiness that they promise.
Who needs God (we think)? We can achieve all we need on our own. And then a completely unexpected event brings us back to earth. We are grounded. We are on our knees.
In these Coronavirus days there is a strong sense of shared uncertainty and fear. I had a video meeting yesterday with several friends in Italy, each in isolation in their own homes.
The two sons represent two immature ways of relating to God: rebellion and childish obedience.
The crooked lines of our lives, when lived and walked and breathed in God, leads to the freedom of which we dream.
We can easily fool ourselves, justifying our misleading motivations and numbing our senses to the signs given by God
In our more reflective moments we suspect that it is Jesus himself whom we are actively crucifying.
At any hour of the day or night Jesus is inviting you: “Come now, let us talk this over.”