Tag: love

Can You Stop Questioning God?

As mere mortals we think we can handle anything that comes our way. Then God steps in and turns our lives upside down and our mortal mind takes a sudden u-turn! Yet when mere mortals give us advice we are quick to take their wisdom at face value! When God does the same thing we are quick to question his wisdom? The reason? God looks at the big picture that is your life while mere mortal brains can only see the here and now!

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Life's Full Circle And The Arts

I grew up in a major northern city where the arts where a very prominent part of it. My mother to her credit showed myself and my siblings all forms of art and music and then let us decide which ones we liked. Mine have always been art and symphonies with a little bit of big bands thrown in there. Well when I moved 300 miles away that all changed and those things got pushed aside for over the next 20 plus years. Then something totally unexpected happen. While walking a mall several weeks back I noticed a woman who had some of the most beautiful paintings I have ever seen. I would love to show all of you some of her work but I have not gotten her permission to do so and I would never want to disrespect her in that way. At some point I might ask her for her permission? She is so very talented anything I can do to help her I will. I don’t know why this is happening but all I know that there is something deep inside that say’s for me to trust this woman so I will.

Hey God Why Now?

As humans it is in our nature to question everything. I am as guilty of it as anyone. In my small limited brain I have this need to know why things are happening at this moment. Here is a little secret. God knows and he hears these kinds of questions every nano second every day and frankly decides if he answers the question or not? The hard fact is the world works on his time and not ours. As big and physically strong I am there are certain things I can’t control and God’s timetable doesn’t work the same as mine. That lesson I learned over 11 years ago as I stood by my dying fathers beside and he said to me ” I’m dying son”. At that moment it hit that God is in control of this show and not me. As I help guide my wife to her final resting place I ask that question of God often. Hey God Why Now?