Author: Paul Silcock

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Out-Of-Hand – Don’t Let That Happen To You

There are some things you need to stay on top of or they get out-of-hand. … I know this from experience.

out-of-hand - don't let that happen to you

There are so many things that can get away on us and lawn care is one of them.

When I was young and living at home, my brother and I had to share the lawn cutting duties. One time I would cut the lawn and the next time John would cut it.

Cutting the front lawn was a piece of cake. It maybe took ten minutes to give the grass a haircut. 

But the back lawn, that was a different story. It would take an hour to an hour and a half to get through cutting it all. Both John and I would avoid getting to it as long as we could. 

The only problem was that the longer we left it the more out-of-hand it got. The grass would get so long that we would have to go back and forth with the mower, otherwise it would get all clogged up inside with grass. 

This was back in the 60’s and 70’s. We cut the grass with an electric push mower, not one with a battery. We had at least two one-hundred foot extension chords to make it to the far reaches of the lawn. 

It was a bit of a nightmare. 

Recently I’ve been looking out our patio window at the house across the way from us. A new family moved in there in the last three months. 

All I can say is the guy’s definitely let his lawn get out-of-hand. 

The previous owner meticulously kept her lawn. The lawn was fertilized, over-seeded, weed free, always neatly trimmed. 

Not the new guy. The people on either side of him have cut their grass three times since he last cut his. His lawn is long, lush and thick … you could hide a baby deer in that lawn, it’s so long!

What amazes me is that he has a lawn tractor to cut the grass – that’s not even a hardship! It’s like riding around your yard on a slow moving go cart. He has no reason not to stay on top of it. 

Well, the other day he finally got to it … and I was able to solve a huge mystery. 

… You know those huge, circular rings that have appeared in farmers’ fields? Some think they are from UFOs. Well, they’re not. My neighbour has those circular rings and they are made with a John Deer 20756 lawn tractor. 

He even left the evidence, just in case someone might call NASA to investigate. 

His John Deer is still on the lawn. It’s been there for two days now, through at least a couple of rain storms.

I figure he either ran out of gas or clogged the cutter up and doesn’t know how to add fuel or extract the grass. 

I hope he’s learned that you can’t let your lawn go or it will get out-of-hand. I’m a little doubtful though.

Here’s the thing: Sin has a way of creeping into your life and settling in. When that happens, sin can get out-of-hand if you don’t address it. Don’t let sin take over. Regularly repent and confess your sins to the Lord. It will keep your life in check. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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We Become Blind To What Has Become Too Familiar

We can get so used to something that we become blind to it and even stop being aware of what it is. 

we become blind to what has become too familiar

Recently I had something on my person that went missing and I didn’t notice it was gone for quite a while.

There was a commercial for an air freshener on television a number of years ago. The commercial depicted strong food orders or sweaty gym clothes and said we can become smell blind to them. 

We know it’s true, because you can cook fish for dinner and think nothing of it. But when you come back to your house after going out for the evening, all you smell is that fish. 

We get used to our environment. 

I played hockey this morning and the guy beside me in the dressing room must have become smell blind to his hockey equipment. There was definitely some potent stink coming from his hockey bag.

But this doesn’t just happen with smells; we can actually become blind to physical things that we look at every day. 

Maybe you had a knick-knack on a coffee table that had been there for years. You walked by it multiple times a day. Then one day you noticed it was gone and wondered how long it had been missing. 

I know this can happen because once my brother and I broke one of my mom’s figurines and we hid it. It took a couple of weeks before she started asking questions about that little Hummel.

Well, it got even worse for me the other day. I looked down at my wrist and noticed something was missing. 

For years I’ve been wearing a red band made of silicone on my right wrist. When I noticed it wasn’t there and started wondering where I might have lost it and when this might have happened. 

I had no clue how long it had been gone. I had to check the videos of my weekly sermons. It turns out that the last time I had it on my wrist when I was preaching was three weeks prior. 

… Three weeks! I have no idea when during that time it might have gone missing or where this might have happened. It was just gone and I had become blind to it. 

I wore that band literally every day for over ten years. I never took it off for showering, sports …never! 

In my defence, this wrist band was light. It weighed nothing and I couldn’t feel it on my wrist. 

But it was red and it’s not like I don’t look down in the direction of my hands about a hundred times a day. 

And it’s still warm out, so my wrists are bare – no long sleeves or coats.

How in the world could I become so blind to something that was so much a part of me every day for such a long time? 

I guess we get too familiar with some things that, though they are part of our lives, we can become detached from them.

Here’s the thing: Our greatest concern should be that we become so familiar with being a follower of Jesus that we kind of get detached or distanced from Him. We can become blind to our faith and not notice that it’s missing or not active any more. Stay aware of Christ in your life with regular prayer, praise and pursuing His Word, the Bible. … Oh, and attend church as well.

That’s Life!

Paul

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Is Sleep Even Necessary When Your Thoughts Won’t Stop?

Sometimes I think my body is telling me I don’t need to sleep, I just need to think.

is sleep even necessary when your thoughts won't stop

Over the last several weeks I’ve been thinking and preparing for my retirement. 

There is a lot to do, a lot to think about. 

I remember years ago when we took our kids to Disney World. They were the perfect ages. They were old enough to go on all the rides, with energy to keep going each day without getting tired. But they were still young enough to be mesmerized by the magical atmosphere of the Disney experience. 

It was a fun trip, but the fun partly came at the expense of Lily’s planning. 

We only had one day at each park so we really needed to maximize our time to wring every ounce of Disney out of our experience … and that took planning. 

Lily researched, read books and made lots of notes. So when we arrived at the park early each morning (too early), she had devised a game plan of our every move that day. 

For Karlie, Mike and me, we just followed her lead, but Lily had already invested hours into orchestrating our dance of the Disney park that day. 

Her mind was going from morning to night. She stayed up late planning every detail like when the right time would be to get the fast pass for Space Mountain. 

Lily didn’t sleep much on that trip; her mind was going non-stop. … Hey, she could sleep when the trip was over, right?

Well I feel a little like that right now. I have sermons still to write, files to leave for the next pastor and notes to make. 

I have my office that needs to be cleaned out. That is not quick or easy. What do I keep? What stays and what gets tossed? 

Then there are all the emotions – thoughts of people I care about, memories and experiences. 

There are the things I wish I had done and the things that didn’t go the way I’d hoped. 

There are thoughts of what it will be like when my retirement starts. 

The crazy thing is that my days are busy enough with the present tasks that my mind has to reserve some of these thoughts for the wee hours of the night. 

I’m pretty good until the lights go out and my head hits the pillow. I used to conk out within a few minutes, but right now that’s when my thoughts kick into high gear. 

Who needs sleep when you have thoughts? 

Sleep is to give our bodies and minds a rest. But I have a war going on in me that’s making it harder for me to focus when I should be awake. 

Maybe I can look at it like Lily did our trip – I’ll get sleep when the trip is over … when I retire. 

I guess, until then, who needs sleep anyway?

Here’s the thing: There is coming a time for all of us when we won’t be thinking about and planning for the future. Our future will all be settled. But until that time comes, we should use our minds to contemplate what God has in store for us and prepare properly for that time. This all starts with a relationship with Jesus Christ. So spend time thinking about and securing that relationship while you can. You’ll sleep later. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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A Pre-Sort May Be Required When Organizing

There’s a right way to sort things and a wrong way, but doing a pre-sort is generally not the best way.

a pre-sort may be required when organizing

I’ve read books and attended seminars on how to organize one’s life. Most of the information I’ve consumed deals with work – office files and paperwork that come across my desk. There are good systems out there on how to streamline the processing of paper, requests and tasks to maximize your time.

I worked for UPS when they first came to Canada. I was their first part-time employee hired. It has been interesting to watch the company grow from about fourteen vans in one corner of a warehouse to the whole warehouse and a fleet of the large package delivery vans we see on the road today. 

I started by washing those vans and then moved to an office job of processing the drivers’ time cards. I even drove the package delivery vans for a summer when I was in Bible college.

Thousands of packages got picked up every day and needed to be sorted to get on the right delivery truck for the next morning. That was the job of a particular crew. 

They would arrive early in the morning, somewhere around 2:00 am. Their job was to take all the packages and place them in the trucks for delivery later that morning. 

They were called the pre-sort crew. It was a pre-sort because later the drivers would come in and organize their parcels in the precise order they were going to deliver them in. 

But that pre-sort was essential. It provided the driver with all his packages. He didn’t have to go searching or sorting around a big pile of packages for the ones that would be on his route.

A pre-sort may not be the prescribed way to handle office files, paper and requests. But it might be the best for my situation right now. 

The proper way to deal with office mail, paper, phone messages, etc., is to handle it once. When you pick up a piece of mail, you attend to it, file it or trash it. And if something can’t be processed that quickly, you schedule a time when you are going to deal with it and then move on to the next item. … Simple, right? 

Well, I’m in the process of cleaning out my office. It’s a slow process; I’m doing it, bit by bit, over about seven weeks. But I’m realizing, to my wife’s chagrin, that much of what I’m bringing home from my office is only a pre-sort.

I’m not done determining exactly where some of this stuff will go, so there are books that are lining one wall in our basement and boxes of files that are being stacked in a corner. Lots of it is just a pre-sort. I will have to spend more time organizing where it will all specifically end up. 

… It’s not the right way of doing it, but it’s the best way for me right now. 

Here’s the thing: Life is uncertain at the best of times. We don’t know what is around the corner and the end of life is an even greater mystery. That scares people. You can’t know what’s around that corner, but you can pre-sort your life so you get it in the right place. Place your faith in Christ. You may not know what heaven will be like, but you will be sure of your destination. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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Equipment You Like Is Going To Stay With You

When you have good equipment, you wear it out before you give it up.

equipment you like is going to stay with you

It doesn’t matter what the equipment might be – a kitchen appliance or a tool on your work bench – if you like how it feels when you pick it up or how it works when you use it, it will wear out before you toss it out.

I was recently thinking about equipment I’ve had over the years at work and in sports. I have had equipment that has stayed by my side or in my bag for decades.

The skates I wore before my present pair, I had for 23 years. I loved them and hated to give them up. I don’t know how many blades I put on those skate or how many blade housings I had to replace, but I just kept doing it because I loved those skates.

The other day I was playing golf with a couple of high school friends. About four holes in, one of the guys came over to me on the green and showed me his putter.

It was the same putter as mine. … I’ve had this putter since I was 22 – that’s a 44 year old putter! 

There have been times I’ve thought about getting a new one, but as much as I might like to blame my putting on the putter, its the guy holding it that’s missing the putts. 

Over the years I’ve cut a few inches off the shaft and I’ll probably get it re-gripped one day, but I don’t think I’ll ever replace it. It’s like a part of me. 

Equipment you like is comfortable. It’s like that old sofa in your family room – it’s soft and you sink into it like a big hug that’s wrapping its arms around you. 

You could stay there all day … and, frankly, sometimes I do. 

I have a baseball glove that’s been with me for 39 years. The pocket is deep and wide and the leather has been soft from day one. I’ve caught many a fly ball with this glove. I’ve restrung it countless times. I love it and won’t part with it. 

As I’m winding up my career, there has been equipment that has been with me a long time, like my main Bible. I have lots of Bibles but there’s one that I use every day. It travels with me and is the Bible I preach from each week. 

I got one of these Bibles in 1988 and really liked it. I still have it. I used it the last two years for a Bible Study I led.

Its cover is worn out, the binding is shot and some of the pages are torn and held together with tape. The cover acts more like a file folder than a book. I can’t take it anywhere any more. I can’t preach from it; pages could fall out. 

But this beauty has memories and I’m not getting rid of it. It’s the kind of equipment you don’t toss out.

Here’s the thing: There are several verses in the Bible that state that God will never leave you nor forsake you. Those verses are addressed to those who love Him. The thing I like about those verses is that no matter how worn out or torn up we get, how old we become or tattered we look, if life has been rough on us or we have had tough falls and failures, God is not going to leave us. He’s going to keep us. … Pretty comforting, don’t you think? 

That’s Life!

Paul

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Friendship That Lasts Over Time And Distance

When you start a friendship, that friendship may last for a season or last for life.

Friendship that lasts over time and distance

We’ve all had friendships that didn’t last for one reason or another – they moved away or you had an argument and never made up. Sometimes it’s just circumstances that set you apart. You end up at different schools or your career paths take you in different directions. 

High school friends are often for the season. When high school is over that’s it for the friendship, partly because you don’t have contact with those people anymore.

But there are occasions when friendships span the distances, differences and directions. For those relationships there is deep connection that bridges all the impediments to remaining friends.

This week I met up with some high school friends. It’s a thing we do about every two years. We meet up at a restaurant and share a meal together and talk about old times. 

Some people wish they could forget their high school years. They’ve tried to blot them out of their memory banks. But I think I’m safe in saying that for me and my friends, high school was probably one of the best seasons of our lives.

 It doesn’t take much to bring us together either. One friend comes into town to visit family and the emails get sent out, “let’s meet up”.

The crazy thing is, the boys show up.

We feast on remembering back to those days, now almost 50 years ago. 

Thinking back 50 years, I don’t have much left from that time period. I don’t have my custom-made platform shoes anymore, nor do I have my knee-length grey coat with the 10-inch fur collar. 

… Those things have all gone, along with much of the hair we all had back then. 

Some of our group get together periodically, maybe for golf, hockey or for some social gathering, but some of us don’t get together at all. There were a few guys who showed up whom I haven’t seen since high school.

One neat thing about this group though is that no matter how long the time gap between meetings, we kind of pick up where we left off. The nicknames start to fly around like it was yesterday. 

These reunions are always something to look forward to. … Maybe that’s why this year there were 17 of us who got together at Fionn McCools for a good old catchup.

Back in the 80’s there was a TV show called, “Cheers”. It centred around a bar in Boston. Whenever one of the main characters, Norm Peterson, walked into the bar, everyone stopped, looked up and cheered, “Normmm”. 

Well, that was what it was like the other night. 

We all stood around the patio and, when someone came through the doors, there was a, “Hey, ……” and the greetings began.

It was only one night and it probably won’t happen again like that for another two years. But when the email invitation comes to do it again, I won’t hesitate to answer.

Here’s the thing: Most of us focus on the here and now. At some point we won’t be around anymore and the friendships we had will end. But there is a friendship we can have that will continue into eternity – a friendship with Jesus Christ will never end. Put your faith in Him today and your friendship will last forever.

That’s Life!

Paul

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Wonder Is Something There Is No Short Supply Of

I guess we will never lose our wonder over things people invent. 

Wonder is something there is no short supply of

Yesterday I experienced what I think is a relatively new invention. 

I was on my way to our cottage, it was getting past dinner time and I was a little peckish. But I had a destination in mind and was willing to stave off the urge to steer my car towards one of the numerous fast food spots along the way. 

The last few times Lily and I have driven up to the cottage we have seen these big boxes with a picture of a pizza on it. Some of these boxes are tucked beside a restaurant or a store. Some of them are just by themselves. 

We’ve seen five or six of them on our travels this year.

I wondered what they were, so one time I pulled up to one of these boxes and discovered they are a pizza dispensing machine.

The crazy thing is that they don’t just dispense cold pizza. They offer hot, ready to eat, on the spot pizza as well. 

Well I tucked that thought back into my brain, knowing there would come a time when I was going to try it. 

Yesterday was the day. 

It may be just another gimmick but I was intrigued.

… I’m sure when they came out with the first pop or sofa dispensing machine people went “wow”. You just dropped your coins into a slot, pressed a button and – boom – the pop of your choice came out. 

We don’t even think about that now, but back when they first came out it would have been a wonder.

This trip up to the cottage I was by myself and was set on trying this pizza. 

How could this huge box spit out hot pizza and do it in three minutes? Come on!

I pulled in and there was a family just finishing a pizza. When they saw me heading for the machine the mom said, “It’s pretty good.” 

Back in the early nineties, we had a Chrysler New Yorker. It would talk to us. If the door wasn’t quite shut, a voice would say, “a door is ajar” … to which we would all reply in unison, “The door is not a jar; it’s a door!” 

One day when our son was about two or three, I was driving with him in our other car. He asked me very seriously, “Daddy, why doesn’t this car have a little man in it?”

I laughed and thought, “Boy, the wheels are really turning in Mike’s head over this one.” 

Well, to be honest, how do you get a pizza in three minutes out of a box that’s about 7 feet by 8 feet by 4 feet? 

The obvious answer is that there’s got to be a little man in it. I’m sure I’ve seen a little man selling frozen pizzas on TV before. 

Well, this box pumped out my pizza … Hawaiian, of course. And though I’m not a connoisseur of fine pizza, it was not horrible.

Chock one up for new inventions. 

Here’s the thing: There are time we are filled with wonder about what we see, hear or experience. If we took time to think, time to ponder, we would always be filled with wonder at mountains so high, grass so green, minds so creative, newborn babies so intricate and small. All that wonder should be directed to God who made everything. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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“It’s Not Meant To Be” Is Never Easy To Accept

There are some things that are just not meant to be, even though you try hard to establish them.

It's not meant to be is never easy to accept

We’ve all experienced it – that car we desperately wanted was sold before we could get the down payment together; maybe it was a dream house that will always remain a dream. 

There are also times when you possess something but you can’t keep it. 

I remember when I was a kid and my dad bought a curious looking game. It had an octagon shape much like that of a crokinole board, but the structure was more like a pool table. 

The sides were cushioned like a pool table and green felt covered the surface. You even used billiard balls and a cue stick to hit the balls, but there were bumper pegs in the centre of the table and on either sides of the two holes that were across from each other.

My brother and I played a lot the first week we had it, but there was something wrong with one or two of the bumper pegs. 

So after just a week of playing the game, my dad took it back. I had hoped that he would replace it with a new one … that didn’t happen. 

I’m not sure if they didn’t have any more or if it was just not a very good quality table, but that was it; we didn’t see the table again. I guess having a bumper pool table was not meant to be.

… In the last few days I’ve had a very similar experience. 

A few weeks ago I wrote about my first experience with my new paddle board (read about it here).

I owned it for a month and got to use it once before it broke. But I was not giving up on paddle boarding that easily, so we took it back and got a new one. 

I had to wait a week before I could use it because I put my back out, but I finally got the board out on the water and both Lily and I had some fun. 

I got the hang of it pretty well and even took it out on rough water and was able to keep my balance … for the most part. 

When our vacation came to an end, we deflated the paddle board and rolled it up. 

When we got home, there was a letter from the company that made the paddle board. It was a recall letter. The words that were highlighted were “stop using the paddle board immediately”. We were informed to return it and get a refund. 

I was definitely disappointed because, after using it a few times, I was hooked. 

I spent the next several days looking in stores and online for a new paddle board. There’s many out there but there are very few 15 foot tandem boards. And the one’s I’ve seen are very pricey – double what we paid for ours. 

After a week-long search we still have not been able to secure one. I’m starting to think, it was just not meant to be. 

Here’s the thing: There are times when you pray very diligently and earnestly for something. There may even be times when it seems that you have great hope of receiving what you are praying for. There are signs or partial conformation that you will receive the answer you are looking for. But if the answer to your prayer doesn’t materialize, understand that God’s will and purpose is ultimately what you want. Be content that God knows best and maybe it was just not meant to be.

That’s Life!

Paul

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We Eliminate What We Can’t Stand To Live With

There are some things we just can’t stand to live with. We will even try to eliminate them when we can.

we eliminate what we can't stand to live with

This morning I went out to our deck to write my blog. Up at the corner of our roof and awning was a massive spider web. There was no spider; he had already fled the scene, but had left behind a masterpiece.

It was impressive, not only the size of the web, but the intricacies of the creation. Spider webs are proportionately stronger than steel – which is pretty amazing when you think about it. 

I was fascinated with it so I called my wife, Lily, to come out to see it. I kind of chuckled when I called her because she doesn’t have a good relationship with spiders.

Remember the 80’s movie series that included Raiders of the Lost Ark? Harrison Ford played Indiana Jones, a professor and ancient artifact hunter. Indiana would get himself into all kinds of dangerous and horrifying situations. He would walk boldly into death-defying circumstances. But the one thing he hated and was afraid of was snakes. 

Well, Lily and Indiana are much alike except Lily hates and is afraid of spiders. Oh, and she’s not an ancient artifact hunter either. 

One time when she was in Thailand she swears she saw a big man-eating spider in the bathroom. She screamed and ran down the hall to her bedroom. And the spider, she says, ended up on the back of her bedroom door. 

She has never returned to Thailand … I’m just saying. 

You get the idea; Lily is not a fan of spiders. 

So when I showed her this beautiful spider web, her first words were, “that’s gross”. She told me that the web had to go right that minute, “eliminate it”. 

Lily grabbed a nearby broom and approached the spider web. There was no hesitation, no real thought involved in her decision. She was not going to live with a spider web in her vicinity. It didn’t matter how interesting the pattern looked, she wasn’t going to coexist with it. 

I’m pretty sure that many people would have much the same reaction. For some people it’s spiders, for others it might be mosquitos. 

Those people don’t just put on bug spray to keep the mosquitos away. They buy big catchers that emanate a blue light to entice the mosquitoes to their ultimate demise. Those people are not just interested in not being stung, they have a real desire to eliminate all mosquitos from the world.

… So back to Lily and her spider web. 

Well, she got up on a chair and just before she demoed the web she marvelled at its structure. She even expressed some sadness in the elimination of the web. 

And with that the spider web was gone and so were a few other smaller ones nearby. 

As she spun that broom around she said, “There better not be spiders in heaven!” 

Here’s the thing: There is one thing that God refuses to live with and that is sin. Sin is anything that misses the mark of God’s intent and purpose for us. But the amazing thing is that God made a way for us all to deal with our sin and be able to live with God in heaven. He sent Jesus to pay for our sin. Take God up on His provision and His desire that no one be refused to live with Him in heaven.

That’s Life!

Paul

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A Taste Of Something Good Is Never Enough

We’ve all experienced a taste of something and then wanted more.

a taste of something good is never enough

Sometimes you can get more, but there are times when you are left with only a taste. 

That’s frustrating.

Recently when I was at a wedding reception, the waiters brought around appetizer finger foods while we waited for the bride and groom to show up.

I got to try one item that was offered me and it was very good. But as quickly as the waiter brought the little morsel, she disappeared with her tray and those bites of whatever they were. 

To be fair, it was getting near dinner time and I was a little peckish. A one-bite of anything was not going to cut it for me. But I sure liked those little, crispy, rolled things dipped in a sweet, tangy sauce.

Shortly after my taste buds had been perked, I spied another waiter with a tray. I moseyed over, but she had some asparagus thing wrapped in a seaweed-like twine.  

I passed on that one and kept looking for that one waiter who had the food that I wanted more of. 

Have you been there? You got a taste of something but really wanted more? 

A little over a month ago I got an inflatable stand up paddle board for my birthday. About a month later, after some anticipation, I finally got my paddle board up to our cottage. I inflated it and was excited to take it down to the beach and get it into the water.

That first try was great. I got tossed off the board multiple times – some spectacular wipeouts – and it was probably a little too wavy to try for the first time, but I didn’t care; I was having fun. 

We all gave it a shot, I tried it, my daughter, Karlie, and her husband and Lily all gave it a go. We had a wonderful afternoon on the water. 

I would have gone back the next day, but I had gotten a little too much sun so I needed to press pause for a day or two. In the mean time, I had to figure out where I would store this giant surf board that is fifteen feet long. 

I bought some hooks and mounted them on the side of our deck. I had no sooner placed the board on the hooks and turned around to get something when I heard a loud balloon-like pop. … Well, it wasn’t a balloon; it was my paddle board! 

One month waiting to use it, one day of using it and I was left with a taste of something that I wanted more of. 

Now I couldn’t have more. 

Replacing it meant hours of driving and more waiting, but we finally got a new one. 

I sure hope I don’t get just another taste, but instead get the full experience. 

Here’s the thing: There are times when we truly experience God’s love. We feel it, sense it, can even describe it. But then the hardships of life come and we wonder where God’s love is. We want to feel more of it, not just a taste of it. God is not far off. He is with you no matter what hardship you are experiencing. Keep seeking Him and giving yourself to Him and you will find what you are looking for – more of God’s love.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What are you hoping for more of? Leave your comments and questions below. 

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