What Story Are You In?

Do you ever find yourself listening to a voice in your head thatโ€™s providing a running commentary on the moment? What if that voice wasnโ€™t just griping about stupid paperwork thatโ€™s wasting your time? What if it started to narrate things right before they happened? For example, the voice speaks in a third person omniscient voice, โ€œAnd then Kelly heard the door knock three times,โ€ and then you hear the door knock three times.

When Every Day Seems Like Good Friday

I donโ€™t know about you, but every day seems like Friday, lately. And I keep waking and hoping that at least Saturday rolls around; but no, itโ€™s Friday again. Itโ€™s like living the movie Groundhog Day, only written and directed by Stephen King.

Breathe. Live. Let There be!

Think about that for a moment. The unconscious heaving of your chest right now had its beginning with the breath God. And when it was expelled from his throat a long time ago, life exploded into the universe. In other words, the simple act of breathing is powerful stuff. And it demands that we do something with it. Something extraordinary.