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Showing posts from October, 2013

Whether We Like It Or Not

It's been a while since I've blogged, and I could blame a lot of things, but the most honest answer may be that I just didn't have anything that I needed to say until now.  It feels good to be writing again, not like riding a bike, more like picking up an old guitar again only to find your callouses have gone and your fingers sting with pain.  It might be awkward, but darn it, I'm gonna do this!

I had a conversation recently that made me think about two words, love and like.  Someone I know is having a difficult time loving a person that has appeared in their life.  I say they are having a difficult time loving this person, because I'm pretty sure they certainly don't like the person.  To hear my friend talk, it sounds as though their dislike of this person is bleeding into a spirit of not loving this person.  It got me thinking:

Should our like for someone ever determine our love for them?

In the Gospels (Matthew, Mark, and Luke specifically), Jesus is asked …


I questioned whether or not I should use this picture because I fear that many of you will only stare at this picture and not read anything. I don't blame you. My niece is pretty dang cute. She must take after her aunt or something.

I use this picture because it is the focus of this blog. I'm not going to talk about Mattie's adorable facial expression, her cute flower, or even her chubby and very kissable cheeks (stop kissing the computer screen weirdo). I'm going to talk about what this moment seems to capture.

Here is my eight month old niece very near to a gorilla. Gorillas are actually quite peaceful animals, but no one can deny their enormous strength, size, and weight. I mean, they're ginormous and yet, here my niece sits unbeknownst to her that this massive animal is on the other side of the glass.  Yes, I realize there are several layers of glass between her and this gorilla, but does she know that? My sweet and simple dog often runs into glass--not that I…