"What is truth?" said Pilate, as he turned his back on Jesus. Of course he meant it to be a sarcastic hypothetical question. I believe he had no idea of its prophetic implications.

I was enjoying life and all it has to offer; sort of.
Opportunities in abundance, good times indeed; mostly.
Looking to the future, eager to grow; usually.
Worried, though, about missing something important;
Always.

What was this thing that held me back?
Why could I not fully enjoy what my friends enjoyed?
What was this piece of seriousness that muted the humor?
What is this sobriety that looms over simple frivolity,
threatening, dominating, overpowering, overcoming?

Then Jesus glanced my way.

There is a common trait amongst Christians. They are dissatisfied. They are dissatisfied with what this world has to offer.

Everyone seeks satisfaction. This is a human trait. In fact, I would assert that this is primary among the things that differentiate man from the animals. Other differentiators have been proposed, such as

When I consider that my present pain
seems to be a culmination,
having risen gradually to its current din
I cannot help but wonder...

At how many points along the way
might help have come, 
or had it even arrived already,
and I failed to avail myself of it.

For God's grace surely has gone before me.
I have experienced His love.
He has solved countless dilemmas on my behalf,
for which I have thanked Him, and enjoyed His sweet fellowship.

My political rant for today is...

Somebody fell asleep at the switch, and I fear it is US!!!

I think "ink"
Should be spelled "inc"
It would save ink.

fetal: adj. — of or pertaining to feta cheese.
example: When asked what kind of cheese they preferred on their sandwiches, Bob expressed his love of Cheddar, whereas Bill assumed a fetal position.

Does everyone understand that our current health care system, in which the health care providers all get together with the insurance companies to work out how much will be paid for what, is simply a giant system of price-fixing?  The insurers and the providers all get together at conventions in places like Las Vegas, and decide what will cost how much.  There's all kinds of give-here, take-there.

We Christians know that God loves us. So much so, that ninety percent of us take God's love for granted. Face it, Christian, you take God's love for granted. You've heard so many times that God loves you, no matter what you do, that His love for you is firmly stuck into your consciousness. You take it for granted, because it is. It is granted. It is a gift, and you don't deserve it. You recognize that fact, but does your attitude reflect it?

August 15, 1996:
Bob Dole accepts his nomination at the Republican National Convention

I distinctly recall, after hearing his speech, all I could think was, "YES! This is the man we need for president," for I had not heard such inspiring speech since Ronald Reagan used to say, "I'm Ronald Reagan, and I believe with all my heart that..."