Money is the root… So, if money is the root of all evil, why aren’t more people willing to give all theirs away? And I mean ALL of it. Because why would you want even a little possibility of evil in your pockets? Or bank accounts? Or city, state, or nation? After all, if you wanna get rid of a weed, you gotta get … The rest of the story…
It’s August 3, 2020. Do you know where your heart is? As of today, August 3, in the year 2020, I’ve written somewhere between 70,000 to 100,000 words about the Rhyme and Reason for life. And that’s because, every day so far, I’ve shared something to be optimistic and hopeful about. And I know that sort of talk isn’t cool or trendy these days. … The rest of the story…
A thank you letter It’s weird (and annoying) how my mind works (or doesn’t) sometimes. And what I’m talking about is how I’ve been meaning to get to this thank you letter every time I’ve opened my text editor for a week. But instead I’d write and talk about something else. And now another week has passed without me saying it. So… Here’s the … The rest of the story…
Relax. It’s gonna be alright. I’m a big fan of the old black and white movies. Especially from the 1940’s and 50’s. And I remember a scene from an Alfred Hitchcock movie called “Strangers on a Train” where a guy tells one of the main stars, Robert Walker, to relax. And Walker’s character snaps back, “I don’t wanna relax!” I won’t give away what’s … The rest of the story…
What’s my reason for being? It’s another form of the age old question. “Why am I here?” And I think it’s more than mildly ironic how logic is so coveted in a world filled with feelers. Because if whatever is right in your own mind is right, then there might not be a reason for being. You might just be happy, little cosmic accident. … The rest of the story…
Are you bored to death? I can’t say I’ve never been bored to death. Of course, it’s a figure of speech. So naturally it’s never happened to me. Otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this. Because I wouldn’t be writing it. But…back to the point… While I have breath I won’t be bored to death. There’s still too darn much to do in life. … The rest of the story…
This is better than performance enhancing drugs When you wanna make your workout even better, skip the performance enhancing drugs. Because they can wreak havoc with your body. And why deal with all those negative side effects when you enjoy the positive side effects of amygdala hugs? That even sounds more funner. Right? And, to me, just saying “performance enhancing drugs” sounds dangerous. … The rest of the story…
A praise and worship leader should follow THE Leader Maybe you already know this. But contemporary music, in church, started in the charismatic movement. And now it can be found in just about every kind of modern church in the world. More and more churches, regardless of their theology, seem to prefer praise and worship music that sounds like music of today. So that’s what … The rest of the story…
Day in day out…here we go again Looney Tunes. I don’t have to say any more than that. And baby boomers all over America can immediately see their favorite cartoon characters. One of my Dad’s favorites was Wile E. Coyote and the Roadrunner. It was easy to watch that cartoon and imagine a coyote clocking in to work each morning. And his whole job … The rest of the story…
Music is for the soul Now, this doesn’t apply to stuff trying to pass itself off as music. Like that heavy beat stuff played inside vehicles and rattles the windows of other vehicles and houses on the street. And that screaming stuff that sounds like spoiled brats throwing temper tantrums. No, only real music is for the soul. And I’m not trying to … The rest of the story…