We’re grateful when all is well, but can we say the same on disastrous days?

You weren't an accident. You weren't mass produced. You aren't an assembly-line product. You were deliberately planned, specifically gifted, and lovingly positioned on the earth by the Master Craftsman.

There is something about keeping Him divine that keeps Him distant, packaged, predictable. But don't do it. For heaven's sake, don't. Let Him be as human as He intended to be. Let Him into the mire and muck of our world. For only if we let Him in can He pull us out.

Be quick to pray. Stop talking to yourself. Talk to Christ.

The manger dares us to believe the best is yet to be. And it could all begin today.

I do not know when Christ is coming back. No one knows. But I do think the environment is getting more and more to the point where we can look for his return.

No one can do everything, but everyone can do something