Culture of Candor
Thoughts from daily Bible reading for today – January 15, 2016
But let your ‘Yes’ be ‘Yes,’ and your ‘No,’ ‘No.’ For whatever is more than these is from the evil one. Matthew 5:37, NKJV
From time to time I play mind games that become mentally exhausting and relationally unhealthy. Because of my need for approval and my fear of rejection—I can choose the path of least resistance—harmony—over a vulnerable
DEAR (POSSIBLE) FUTURE HUSBANDMAY 30, 2015 SAVABROWN14 132 COMMENTSI am going to start off by saying I’m sorry.I’m sorry for my past. For giving my heart away one too many times. For having a twisted perception of men. For not having trust. For already making you an idol. I’m sorry for my present. For being a “ravenous wolf” as my pastor calls it. For constantly searching instead of being patient. For not praying for you constantly. I’m sorry for my future mistakes. For not submitting.
Two monks were on a pilgrimage. One day, they came to a deep river. At the edge of the river, a young woman sat weeping, because she was afraid to cross the river without help. She begged the two monks to help her. The younger monk turned his back. The members of their order were forbidden to touch a woman.
But the older monk picked up the woman without a word and carried her across the river. He put her down on the far side and continued his journey. The younger monk came after him, scolding
Do you know people who are really proud?
Do you know people whenever they start to talk; they have the power to turn a sunny weather into a typhoon?
Some take pride on their good looks; where they live or the money they make. While some the skills they have; the degrees they acquired; the awards or recognition they received. While others to the family they belong to; to the connection they have with powerful and influential people they know or
Story Behind Your Favorite Song
Natutulog Ba ang Diyos - Gary Valenciano
This is always a question to us, who are often confronted with problems or with difficulties. I remember the remarks of my cousin during the burial of his father, my mother's paternal cousin, last year. He was murdered in front of his house, in the presence of his wife. This is such a moment when one cannot help but ask the rpesence of God. Where is God in