Anger, A Bright Cross, Pruning

After the class, I took a walk to clear my head. It was cold but I was too preoccupied to notice. I looked up toward the top of the mountain and saw a bright light in the shape of a cross. It took a few minutes of climbing and walking to get there but finally I stood below a brightly lit cross that could be seen for miles. Despite the temperature, I somehow felt warm and secure beneath this shining beacon of light. It was as if Jesus himself was offering me comfort and reassurance.

Chickens & Fear

We all face scary circumstances occasionally. Some, as with my chickens are laughable. Others are very real, whether it’s losing a job, a trusted friend, facing sickness or even coping with death. There is fear of the unknown, fear of calamity, fear of people, fear of being misunderstood or rejected or criticized or forgotten or being mistreated. The question is not whether we are afraid? The question is “how will we cope with our fears?”

Can’t We Hypocrites Get Along?

But if the truth be known, I am a hypocrite too. I can be arrogant and selfish. I have been known to stretch, conceal or slightly massage the truth. I am sometimes inconsiderate and insecure. My ego occasionally rages out of control and I battle foolish pride. I can be lazy and foolhardy with my time. I get angry, petty and ill tempered. I am sarcastic and cynical. I too, am a Christian but sometimes, you wouldn’t know it, based on my actions. Sigh… Hypocrite.