God: “Stop asking me to bless you.”
How many times have you prayed, “God bless __________”? We naturally pray for God’s blessing on us, on loved ones, and on things we do or things we care about. But one day as I sincerely prayed God would bless me, I sensed this impression as a reply: “Stop asking me to bless you.” What? Then I sense God’s prompting: “Be the kind of person I am pleased to bless.” And the same thing went for my church: “Be the kind of church I am pleased to bless.” I thought about that—a lot. Then I started…
Bronze Man Part 2
When you give of yourself, what could be the possibilities? Bronze Man …continued from Friday, Jan. 18 “To rebuild a city, we need minds to think.” “Now you’ve gone too far, Bronze Man,” growled one. “Yeah,” groused another, “too far. If we give you our minds, you’ll control us. No way. Get out of here.” Still another sniveled, “And for this you will again promise us a new city?” “Yes. You have said it.” “You’re dangerous, Bronze Man,” one shouted. “Get away from our city.” “Who will give me their mind?” Silence fell. A shuffle in the crowd. A…
Bronze Man Part 1
When you give of yourself, what could be the possibilities? A young man, strong and lean, bronzed as from out of a fire, appeared in the city. Around him churned honking taxis, rumbling trains, grinding trucks, and huffing, sweat-drenched bodies bustling through caverns of concrete, glass, and steel. He walked to the city hall, where men and women marched up and down a hillside of steps, past pillars and heavy doors. They wore dark suits and stiff white collars that choked them. In their briefcases were documents, signatures, and stamps of power. The Bronze Man turned away. He walked through…
