I can’t believe in a God that instructs to kill. Why Jerome, I think you just admitted there is a God. I thought you were an atheist. Besides, it sounds like an excuse to me. No, I don’t admit it. A God who is good would not have asked Abraham to kill Issac. But you […]
Evident to me during my morning intercessory prayer, I was praying for a happy ending for those I prayed. A moment after, I felt this was not quite right. A happy ending was my desire and hope for each. I think the happy ending for which I prayed was a sincere asking for God’s mercy.
I went to church this past Sunday. I heard a fine sermon on the essential truth Christ is of the substance of God, One with the Father. The meaning extracted from this truth as the preacher highlighted is to whom should I give authority in my life. I thought the sermon was a fine reminder
“… that mind is the master weaver, both of the inner garment of character and the outer garment of circumstance, and that, as they may have hitherto woven in ignorance and pain they may now weave in enlightenment and happiness.” James Allen It happens every time I get into the car, traveling to work, home