Last week we were talking about the good life in one of our study sessions. I was encouraging our men to make decisions that resulted in living a life that gave love, joy, peace and satisfaction. Many of the men live lives of frustration, anxiety, fear and depression.
Likely 2010 is setting a new record for the number of anxious people on planet earth. It seems everywhere we turn people are anxious. How many people do each of us know who are not somewhat anxious about something? What is going on to cause so much discomfort and what can we do about it?
One year, two years or perhaps five years and some inmates come back to jail. When we ask the reason why after making a strong commitment to live the Christian life, the answer is often the same. I stopped reading the Bible, praying and going to church.
Norma and I do food shelf work on Wednesday mornings. We are blessed to listen to Chuck Swindol and David Jeremiah on KTIS AM 900. They are two of the great preachers in America today. One lives in Texas and the other in California.
Both compliments and criticisms have come my way for ending public prayers in certain ways. It may be in a jail Bible study, at a city council meeting, in a church or at some community function. This makes reference to two different final endings to a prayer.
Everyone gets down to some degree. We can make observations of ourselves and others. Do we tend to take the right actions? When depressed, over weight people tend to eat more. Alcoholics tend to drink more. Some tend to take their families and leave town for a week or two.
Retire, retire, retire, we hear it everywhere. Three more years, five more years or ten more years and this place is history. I can't wait for the day that I can retire. Actually most people don't necessarily mean that they are really going to retire.
Each day the daily newspaper includes a list of people who have died. Most of those listed in the obituaries are older people. Regardless of age, some memories of the deceased will linger. A significant part of any memory is the legacy left behind.
Many years ago Floyd Ebey spoke at a convention that my wife and I were attending. He told a story that might be considered a parable or an analogy. The story went something like this. A wealthy man, perhaps a king, gave a speech to a large group of people. He made an offer.