Scrambled Eggs & Corn Flakes

As modern Christians, we can easily disregard the Old Testament in terms of being applicable to our daily life or having a role in our faith. We can look at the Old Testament and determine that the stories carried within are only relevant to a different time and place. That it can carry no weight in our faith in Jesus Christ. There are ways we can look at it, thanks to our culture, which can have us struggle with our faith. It would appear on the surface that we are looking at a different God than in the New Testament. A God that seems more judgmental than the one we are accustomed to. We see a lot of trying to keep up with laws and regulations that Israel fell short on. This can cause me to feel intimidated in looking at the Old Testament and reconciling it to my faith. Thus, we can run the risk of ignoring this part of the bible or picking and choosing the parts we want to follow. For me, the first obstacle I faced with the Old Testament is getting caught up in all the rules...

"God gave me you for the ups and downs. God gave me you for the days of doubt. And for when I think I've lost my way. There are no words here left to say, it's true. God gave me you." - Blake Shelton October 25, 2008 had finally arrived. All the planning and preparations were done and even if not, it was too late now. There was a definite sense of relief in my heart as we had finally arrived. The day was a little overcast and there was a slight worry we might not get the outdoor photos we wanted, but overall the prospects of the day looked positive. The groomsmen and I arrived early to the church only to find no one had arrived yet. The person who was to open the church had not arrived, and now we were locked out. As we talked amongst ourselves as to what to do, a vehicle pulled into the parking lot. I asked who it was as my best man shoved me towards some bushes and told me not to look. Susan had arrived and its bad luck apparently for the groom to see the bride be...

It has been twenty years since I graduated from The Ohio State University. I was just there recently while Susan was at a nursing conference in Columbus. I always enjoy wandering around campus and looking around. While a lot of the campus has changed since I was there, there is still enough to bring back a lot of memories. Wait, what's that you say? I haven't talked about my OSU experiences before and this is chapter 7? Did I miss the first 6 chapters somewhere? No, you didn't miss anything. I figured if it was good enough for George Lucas to start with episode 4, I can start with episode 7. I may go back to prior episodes but I promise if I do, unlike George Lucas, Jar Jar Binks will not appear in them. Now, where was I? I always enjoy going back to Ohio State. Seeing how things have changed, but there are reminders of memories as you walk around. Going about campus reminds me of the classes I took and the events I participated in. It is true that buildings and places a...

In honor of the current government shutdown: "Whoever oppresses the poor shows contempt for their Maker, but whoever is kind to the needy honors God" Proverbs 14:31 "For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. Some people , eager for money, have wandered from the faith and pierced themselves with many griefs" 1 Timothy 6:10 When did we start demonizing the poor? Not all of us, but a good part of the population. Even good Christian friends of mine I have seen bash poor people or those on welfare. I've seen things posted online along the lines of "Why should my tax money go to pay for others?" or "My kids are going to work multiple jobs to pay for all these welfare cheats". Now, I know no system is perfect and there can be some fraud - but these are blanket statements covering a segment of the population. The funny part is I never hear these same people complain about their tax money being used for defense spending (by the way, we...

I just felt that I should reprint my testimony: The first time I truly prayed outside of a church on my own was in 1983 just before my thirteenth birthday. My mom's uncle had just suffered a massive heart attack and was rushed to the hospital. I remember that scene as vividly today as if it happened just yesterday. I was laying on the floor of my parent's bedroom with a black boombox playing music. Total Eclipse of the Heart by Bonnie Tyler was playing. I closed my eyes and prayed that God would heal my mom's uncle and that everything would be OK. I remember Who Loves You by the Four Seasons also played while I prayed. That night, my mom's uncle passed away that night. For a twelve year old boy who had been taught that God hears and answers prayer, this was a devastating turn of events. Not being a mature Christian, I did not turn to God's Word or pray for comfort. Instead I lashed out at God. "How dare God not listen?" "Doesn't He answer praye...