Pastor's Blog (Page 44)

Pastor's Blog (Page 44)

blame-taker

The $165 million bonuses at AIG sure have everybody fuming, don’t they! Equally disgusting as this whole debacle, though, is all the finger-pointing going on in Washington! Talk about desperate politicians passing the hot potato! Nobody wants this one! Everybody’s accusing somebody else. The blame game. It’s been going on since the beginning. Adam passed the buck: “The…

strength-enhancers

Steroids are all the rage these days, aren’t they? (Pun intended.) Lots of talk about who has and who hasn’t used them. Plenty of denials. And big debates over whether some individuals’ new world records really mean anything. It matters to us because our inner sense of fairness demands an even playing field. It doesn’t seem right for someone to secretly use a chemical…

keep at it

You know the feeling. You’ve been giving it all you’ve got… trying as hard as you can… pushing and pulling with all your might… And you’ve been going at it this way for so long! But now there’s nothing left in you to go any further. You’re out of gas. You realize it’s not going to happen—this giant is just too big. It’s time to pull the plug, throw in the…

distance

A friend called the other day all excited about the Green Comet coming by earth that night. The comet’s green-glowing atmosphere is about the size of Jupiter—about 300,000 miles wide. It has two tails, one facing the sun and the other facing away. And this would be its only trip through our solar system, so we’d better not miss the 3:00 a.m. spectacular! Pictures…

the jig is up

King Amon was afforded only 2 years to get his stuff together. 1 His father Manasseh was wicked till late in life and finally repented. Maybe Amon thought he’d have the same chance: “I’ll get around to repentance later… I want to have some fun first.” Nope. Dead at 24. After just 2 years, the jig was up. His number was called. No one is…

true love

Happy Valentine’s Day!  Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken. Love’s…