Last night I listened as two young ladies talked about how "sinful" they were, and wondered aloud how God could love them.  I realized that I could not identify with the sentiment.  It seems very natural to me that God loves me -- and I suppose it should.  But after I spoke my thoughts, and they affirmed me, I felt a bit uncomfortable; a feigned attempt at modesty lead

More word from my dad in the Philippines:

I received this e-mail update on Nurgina from my dad.  He gave me permission to publish it here.

We're all a bit crazy here this evening.  We're heading to Europe tomorrow.  Funny how this kind of stuff get's folks stoked up.  I suppose we'll all be getting to help Timothy write the final chapters of "Mishaps in Spain."

I randomly opened my bible to Corinthians 9 this morning; and was shocked at how plainly Paul delivers his message.  Though the whole chapter is very good and relates to the topic at hand, I focus here on the first 19 verses.  I see l

Y'all! Check out some nice shots of the new NLD bass and fiddle -- and their players, Rachel and Christina.

So the other day I get an all to familiar ad for tickle.com's scientific IQ test. Just for kicks, Somer and I had taken their test previously. Somer had scored higher than me, so I concluded that the results were reasonably accurate; but this time, seeing their ad, a sly idea popped into my head.

This morning I read Hebrews 3 . I was cut to the bone. The chapter is presenting a type/antitype comparison of Moses and the Israelite nation to Jesus and His church. The last part of the chapter really got me thinking -- and praying for forgiveness.

¹⁶Who were they who heard and rebelled? Were they not all those Moses led out of Egypt? ¹⁷And with whom was he angry for forty years? was it not with those who sinned, whose bodies fell in the desert? ¹⁸And to whom did God swear that they would never enter his rest if not to those who disobeyed? ¹⁹So we see that they were not able to enter, because of their unbelief. - Hebrews 3:16-19, NIV

Deadlines at work and school have rendered the last several weeks rather hectic -- but that's not what this is about.  The brain-dead stupor that my crazy schedule led to, however, is.

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I needed to be at work by eight this morning (I've been working late), so I had to get up when my alarm went off -- and I did.  Rolling out of bed, I noticed that I was getting a bit of a sore throat, and figured I needed some mouthwash -- kill all those nasty organisms.  Sadly, I remembered that I had used the rest of my mouthwash and had not purchased any more.

Walking into the bathroom I was delighted to see a fairly full bottle of mouthwash sitting in the corner.  And, after the normal bumping around one does upon a groggy rousing, I picked it up, noting the main selling point in beg white letters set against rather mouthwash-looking orange background -- ANTIBACTERIAL.  "Yes," I thought, "this is what I need." 

Rick and Shannon recently recorded a couple of hymns together at Paulington Studio. Be sure and check them out here . We are looking forward to hearing more from them in the future.