Today I finished a full loop from my tiny house, a full 3.5 miles, with only a little bit of walking and I can safely say that I’m nearly at the end of the long slow road to recovery, fully expecting gains to continue in the days ahead as I jog around my favorite urban lake by foot at least twice a week in the months ahead, God willing.  I’m confident because I’m finally a believer in the power of the heart to be my teacher. The folks over at Soc-Doc have been preaching for y

Meanwhile, there’s a verse in the Bible that says, “above all else guard your heart”, for from it flow the wellsprings of life.”  I’ve read that a few hundred times, at least, and always thought of it as purely synonymous with “spirit” as if they’re exactly the same thing.  As a result, I’ve applied the verse to mean, “make sure you don’t anything that God doesn’t like – anything unspiritual”.  This view led to a bit of fixation on avoiding sexual sin, bad movies, lying, and

Years ago I found myself in a debate over an organization’s mission statement.  At the time it read, “meeting people at their point of need and enabling them to become all God had in mind when God made them”  I liked it, but others didn’t.  “Too consumeristic” they said, declaring that this kind of mission statement feeds narcissism, with the result that “having my needs met” would become the only thing people would care about.  It’s a legitimate concern.  The older I become,