“But I’m full!” Three famous words that follow the typical dinner-time command, “Finish your food.” Every parent knows that fullness is one of those immeasurable things. Who can really know if another is full or not? A child appears to be full when faced with the prospect of polishing off a few more stems of broccoli. Yet mere seconds later that fullness can be converted to an unquenchable hunger when the child is presented with a bowl of ice cream. Is spiritual fullness equally as fickle? (Read on …)

There is an old song, written by Johnson Oatman, Jr (great name, btw) called Count Your Blessings. Here is the refrain (or chorus, for you young folks):

Count your blessings, name them one by one,
Count your blessings, see what God hath done!
Count your blessings, name them one by one,
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done!

This song admonishes us to reflect on the blessings that we have received from God; there must be more than that, though.

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It is a difficult thing for us humans to understand — especially those of us who focus on God’s love and mercy — that some of God’s creation will suffer His wrath eternally. The question we ask is, “Why would God create someone simply to go to hell?” Paul answers this question in Romans 9.

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As some of you know, Mandy and I are nomadic. We may have gypsy or Bedouin roots. We love to wander. We have just completed another wandering: we moved to Castle Rock, Colorado this week. Moving is always frustrating and stressful. Some see us as crazy. We like the adventure and are very excited. Changing ones zip code is most likely something that will affect relationships with friends and family. Fortunately, that does not affect our relationship with God.

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