I woke up grumpy. Actually, I woke up a couple of hours earlier than what I had set my alarm for and my mind began to race with a particular problem that has been ongoing for some time. Here's how everything changed for the better.

A friend of mine has a love/hate relationship with socks. His puppy just swallowed one. If the sock doesn’t reappear on its own, surgery is on the docket.

The readings for this Sunday take us with John to his revelation of the end times and what he got to see in heaven. And guess what John saw?

Almost can consume us. Especially if it involves our hearts desires. Children. Spouse. New job. Cancelling the cancer.

Either Jesus has provided for our complete forgiveness and restoration with God, or he has not. And the prevailing opinion taught from the Pope on down to the local priest in the 1500's was that Jesus has done his part of God’s salvation through his suffering, death and resurrection, but now each person must also do their part.

I could easily eat a case of baked Cheetos. If I had a case of wet wipes. What in your life do you put off because it’s too messy? It takes too much work. Could it be a relationship that’s dear to you that needs attention. Likely some conversation needing conversing.

The Psalmist wrote in Psalm 42, “As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?”

The catalogue arrived old school. Compliments of the US Postal Service. I didn’t know companies still sent them. I remember my parents getting the Sears Christmas catalogue and spending time just looking at all that was available. This catalogue was from Amazon.