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Is it a sin to break the law????

There are two kinds of people in this world; the rule followers and the rule breakers. Right? What causes someone to want to break the rules when another person may be perfectly content with following the rules? Don't we all want to be law abiding citizens and contribute to our community in a positive way? Sorry, a lot of questions. But right now my head is swimming with all of these questions. I have always been the type of person to see the good in someone before I see the bad....my mom calls it being "naive." I call it being positive. Sometimes that mindset has gotten me into trouble and has caused me heartache, but for the most part I would say that it has helped me be more compassionate to those whose circumstances are different from my own. A couple of weeks ago we had a sermon in church on a passage from Romans 7;14-20. I like to call it the "do-do" passage-it's kind of funny to hear your own minister say the word "do-do." Yes, I…

"This little light of mine"

I live in the Midwest; where the summers are hot and the winters are unpredictable! That being said I was driving to work one January morning from one small mid-western town to another on country roads and it was so incredibly foggy that my visibility was very limited. I couldn't see oncoming traffic until they were almost right next to me! As I was driving I began thinking about how that morning's weather was such a metaphor of my life at that time. The fog was my life, thick and full of the unknown with limited visibility into the future. Going through the "fog" of life thinking to myself, "This has got to let up soon, right?" Fog, to me, is much more hazardous to drive in than any other weather condition. I think it is because you can't see what is up ahead. You just don't know if you are going too fast because there may be vehicles in front of you with their breaks on, or there may be vehicles behind you coming up quickly. Doesn't …

Be An Example

Do you remember the "good ole days" of when you were a teenager? You felt as if you were invincible and you could dare life without even blinking an eye? For some of you reading this those teenage years may be harder to remember than others and if you are a teenager reading this don't stop-I promise this isn't a post about "back when I was your age..." This is a post about making wise decisions even if you have the rest of your life ahead of you. Because believe it or not-some of those decisions you are making now as a young adult will have their effects on you for the rest of your life. Now, I know what some of you are thinking, "Yeah, but if I don't get caught or no one ever finds out about what I did, it doesn't matter, right?" WRONG! God will know and more importantly you will know. Maybe you don't attend church regularly or you might not even believe in God but I am here to tell you that every choice you make and every act…

Authentic Christianity or Fairy Tale Faith?

I LOVE going to church on Sundays! I wake up with this feeling of anticipation and excitement for the blessings that I will receive from the music and the words that are spoken. There is a feeling of family, tradition and spirituality that can only come from being with a group of other believers. I can be myself when I am at church. If I mess up a song (which, believe me has happened a LOT!) I don't feel embarrassed because I know that my church family loves me and accepts me for who I am and WHOSE I am! But, what about when the clock strikes 12noon and the doors open and it is time to leave this safe haven called church? I admit, I feel a little bit like Cinderella once I leave church on Sunday and the reality of my life and the world start to sink in. How can we carry the feelings of that connection with God with us once we leave the sanctuary? It has taken me many years and several glass slippers later to even begin to understand the authenticity of Christianity and more…

The S-I-N of Discontentment

If you have ever been around small children and you needed to say something to another person that you didn't want a child to hear you have probably spelled out the words. "Hey honey, do you want to go to the i-c-e c-r-e-a-m place later?" or "I think we will head to D-i-s-n-e-y next year, what do you think?" Now, this can only work for a short period of time. Most children begin learning to spell by the age of five or six, sometimes sooner if you have a genius for a child! I have older children now so spelling doesn't work, but I still use it around my dogs. "I might go on a w-a-l-k later, do you want to go with me?" It is pretty funny how some words just feel more secretive or ominous when we spell them out. I probably committed writers suicide by even using the word Sin in my title, whether I spelled it out or not. Adults and children alike do not like to talk about or even listen to a sermon on sin, am I right?! I mean how many of us …

Which way is North??????

I am one of those people who you might call "directionaly challenged" or I may be lacking in my "sense of direction" gene. Whatever it is it all boils down to one thing.....I get lost a lot! I know that we are in the age of GPS and I have one on my phone and everything, but sometimes when I get behind the wheel of my vehicle and I'm singing to the radio or talking to my passengers I lose all sense of where I am supposed to be going. This happened a few years ago when a couple of my friends and I decided to go visit a mutual friend in Hartselle, Alabama, sir! I had never even heard of Hartselle before so I was already nervous about finding the place. We printed out the hard copy of the directions AND we had the GPS programmed, no problem. We made it to Hartselle without any issues and I thought to myself, "Wow, I did it. I drove to a place I have never been before without getting lost!" Now, getting home was a different story. I know, I know, r…

To Facebook or Not To Facebook.....that is the question!

I have been a member of the Methodist faith for about 15 years now. I grew up in the Pentecostal faith at an Assembly of God Church. I thought Lent was something that only the Catholics did-which according to my southern Pentecostal granny-God rest her soul, "Didn't believe the same things we did!" So Lent was a term I may have heard once or twice growing up and then never thought any more about it; that is until I started working for the United Methodist Church. I found out that Lent is a time of personal sacrifice in order to mirror the 40 days that Jesus spent in the desert. It was supposed to be a time of reflecting on what Jesus had done for us when he performed the ultimate sacrifice on Black Friday-laying down his life for all and then rising again on Easter. As I learned more and more about the customs of Lent and about where they came from I was intrigued and humbled by some of the "things" I heard people were sacrificing. One was giving up cof…