In His Eyes

  I was stressing out on some stuff the other day. I sat on a park bench to pray and a picture came to mind of what was happening. I claim that Jesus is my "Center," but rather than looking at him, I was looking past him at the things about which I was tensed. …

“Jobian”

If I had my way, everything would fit a predictable pattern and be nailed down with precise definitions. Yet we can’t fit God into our patterns or definitions, and so it takes spiritual maturity to live with the ambiguity and the chaos, the absurdity and the untidiness. Accepting the ambiguity of God’s ways is a …