The Consequence of Silence: In The Midst of Political Noise

I have friends and family that range all over the political spectrum so I see a variety of political posts about all types of issues and supporting several different candidates, and yet they all seem to have one thing in common. The idea which permeates all political posts is, “my way is the only right way.” I can’t tell you how many posts I have seen that, once you break them down, do very little to support the person’s belief as much as they do attempt to demonize the beliefs of the opposition. It is as though proving other people wrong automatically proves you right; it doesn’t. It seems like everyone has a sort of doomsday mentality when it comes to the politics right now as if the next elected official (especially the president) is going to make or break the world we live in. The calls I often see among Christians typically resonate the idea: if we don’t show up to vote and win this election, our beliefs and our morals will be lost forever.

To My Boys: …”You Will Have Trouble. But Take Heart…”

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Dear God,

I’ve been lost in the darkness, and blinded by light;

I’ve stood in your presence, but now you’re no where in sight;

You gave me the strength of thousands, but now I’m losing the fight;

I thought I was winning, I thought I was running your race;

Now I’m so broken, all that I see is disgrace;

I’m tired and weary, can’t keep up this pace;

I listen at night, hoping to hear you call out;

But all I hear is nothing…just nothing, not even a sound;

Texting Jesus A Prayer Series Part 1 of 4

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It’s the middle of the night and everyone is asleep except me. The house is completely silent and the only noises outside are some crickets, A/C’s  blowing and the occasional car driving down a street that I can’t see. I love the night. I love the quiet. It’s the type of quiet that somehow makes me feel completely alone and right at home at the same time. Some may think I love the night because I have 3 small children that are anything but quiet when they are awake.  The truth is I’ve always loved the night; I’ve always been a night owl.

The Problem With Silence

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Do you remember high school; when you structured everything about yourself so you could fit in with some group? From what TV shows you watched to what you wore to what you listen to and even what you said. Actually come to thing of it; do you remember going to work yesterday?

Today, I was confronted with a something I think affects a lot of people. Or, at least, I hope that I’m not the only one. I’m thirty-one and while I don’t take drastic measures to fit in anymore, it is still so easy to alter my behavior to fit in. Not to the point where I act completely different, but maybe I just don’t stand up for what I believe.