When I say I believe something, I mean it. The problem I find within my own life is that sometimes I don’t live like I believe what I say I believe. Am I alone in this? I certainly hope not. It seems that most of us deal with a disconnect between what we believe and how that belief plays out in our daily lives. There is something calming about putting thoughts, concerns, and the contemplating of life in general to paper. As the words spill out, clarity takes effect. The struggle to define what should be believed and what shouldn’t is a part of humanity. Wrestling with the reality of how things are and how we think they should be is a past time for us all.
The writing found here is all about that struggle. I invite you to stroll through these fragile attempts at establishing a clear understanding of life, God, family, and how they all fit together. If you are like me, not near enough time is spent on sharpening the mind and developing convictions. If you decide to take a few moments and explore what is in these pages, you must be willing to see what is in your own heart. That may be frightening for a moment, but as the fog lifts and courage sets in, truth will win out.
“Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing ever happened.” -Winston Churchill