Scrambled Eggs & Corn Flakes

Risk. That's a four letter word that ranks up there with some of the mightiest curse words. It's what every person in the world faces at many times in their lives. No one can ever avoid it. Life has its risks. There are those who thrive on risk taking and others who shy away from it as best as they can. Risking has its costs - financially, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. On the reverse side, the potential benefits from risking can be immense. In our walk of faith, we will encounter many opportunities where we will be called to risk. Stepping out of our comfort zones. Not a place a lot of people like to be. Fear of rejection, fear of failure, or fear of ridicule can be obstacles from risking. What stops you? I know what stops me and it is a lot of fear. There are many instances of risk taking when we read the Bible. Abram risked going from the land of his birth and family to a land God called him to. Moses risked by falling God's call to Egypt to free the natio...

Do you ever feel like God owes you something? That because you believe in Him, that He owes you something for that? Whatever you need or desire - God is obligated to give you. That if not for you, perhaps, that God would not be whole. Silly, maybe. But we each go through that now and then. It's a little prideful. I know, because I do that on too many occasions. Usually, when I am going through some kind of hardship or turmoil in my life. We feel since we believe in a loving God that he wouldn't let us go through any troubles. Or we can become jealous seeing "good" things happening to others but not us. Wondering why we stand outside of God's "love". There are lots of times these thoughts can creep into our minds. It's easy to do in my mind. We don't want to have pains or hardships - that's basic nature. We believe in a God that we know truly loves us. Therefore, our minds say, an all-powerful God would have the ability to keep problems fro...

"What do I do now, Dad?" Those were the words I said out loud to the night sky on the early morning of the 5th of July just outside my parent's house. It was in that moment I realized how much I needed his advice and how I wouldn't hear his voice again on this side of Heaven again. There are moments in life that you will never get out of your head, no matter how hard you try. July 4th is always going to be one of those days. My father had just passed away. It was all too surreal. Too much like a dream. My dad was going to be around forever. He was too strong, maybe too ornery perhaps, to ever die. Yet, here we were. Dealing with what had just occurred. When these things happen, it is fairly easy to run through your mind over the last moments. Things you wish you had said or done. Something you didn't do and should have. Not just in those moments, but over the last months when you knew time was precious. Times we could have talked more, jokes we could have share...

The Fourth of July will never, ever be the same for me. It never will be. We will never look back on this day as just Independence Day anymore. This is the day that we lost my father to cancer. As you get older, you begin to realize that there will come a time when the people you love will inevitably pass away. It's a fact of life that at some point in the future, we will all pass on. But, no matter how much you prepare yourselves for it, the reality of it strikes you with the full force of an out of control train. You're never every fully ready. I have talked about my father many times on this forum. A good man, a wise man, a sarcastic man. One who was loyal to friends and family and one I never heard a disparaging word about in my travels. The rock and foundation of our family. If you looked up dependable in the dictionary, his picture would be right there. For the last year of his life, he had struggled with cancer. They had diagnosed him in 2014 with esophageal cancer. ...