Faith and Unbelief. Day sixty-six...
When I decided to go on my first fast, it was during the hottest days of summer. I hadn't read any books or heard any sermons on the subject. The only kind of fast I knew anything about was what Jesus did in the Bible. So I just woke up one morning and decided go without food or water.
Needless to say, by the afternoon of the second day I was beginning to visit La La Land. Fortunately, I ran into a friend who saved me from dehydration.
Faith and Unbelief. Day sixty-five...
When I ask friends who have grown children, “How are your kids doing?” I hope to hear about good jobs and good health. I hope to hear something like, “Oh, they're doing great. Everybody's healthy—thank God! And all three of them are in positions where they make plenty of money.”
It's almost as if, when asking that question, I want to measure another person's quality of life by the measure of the health and the prosperity they're experiencing—and of course I don't want to hear about any family troubles.
Faith and Unbelief. Day sixty-four...
You haven't eaten yet today, and all that stands between you and the delicious‐looking snack in that vending machine is a crisp one‐dollar bill.
The problem is—you don't have a crisp one‐dollar bill, and the bill you do have is limp and crumpled.
Faith and Unbelief. Day sixty-three
I've always had complete confidence that my string trimmer would start on the third pull. But in the middle of the summer this year, when I pulled the start rope for the third time my trimmer just wouldn't start–acting as if it was flooded. It was a big hassle to get the thing to run that day.
I didn't used to have any doubt that the trimmer would start. But now, I find a lot of strange thoughts going through my head as I get ready to trim the yard. Thoughts like “We have guests coming over in a couple of hours. What if this sucker won't start? How am I going to get the yard looking nice?”
Faith and Unbelief. Day sixty-two...
It's moving day. And you're counting on your only friend with a pickup to help you. But he's not yet shown up.
What normally wouldn't be a very big deal becomes a big deal because “Ben” is not always reliable.
Faith and Unbelief. Day sixty-one...
Sally lost the job she had for twenty years, when the company closed down its local facility. “Well,” Sally told a close friend, “I didn't have a job when God helped me find that one. I guess I don't have to have a job, for Him to help me find the next one!”
She applied for every available opening in her small home town, but she never had anything more than just a nibble of interest by any employer. About the same time her unemployment benefits ran out, so did her hope of finding anything in the area.
Faith and Unbelief. Day fifty-eight...
Bring to mind what it's like to feel your way around a dark room—a room that you're completely unfamiliar with.
You know there must be some way to turn on the lights—so you can make sense of your surroundings. But until you find that switch you just bounce from one object to another.
Faith and Unbelief. Day fifty-seven...
The Rod of Asclepius, a snake wrapped around a pole, is the most commonly used symbol for medicine. The cult of Asclepius (a group of followers of the Greek god, Asclepius) was devoted to bringing about supernatural healing in the Greek temples.
It is believed by some scholars that this symbol was based on an actual event in Biblical history.