Several years ago, I had a terrible dream: My sister, Rebekah, stopped eating. Day after day she got weaker, energy left her body, and she became dangerously thin. And as this nightmare became more and more frightening, I grew worried, because no matter how hard I pinched myself, I couldn't wake up.
Because it wasn’t a dream. My sister, Rebekah, was dealing with anorexia, an eating disorder that caused her to voluntarily starve herself. I was only 10 years old, and I remember feeling helpless - knowing what she was doing, but not knowing what I could do to help.
Blazing down the track at a nearly unbelievable speed, one runner was more determined to win than the others. As he entered the final leg on the 400 meter sprint in 5th place, he forced himself to push ahead of the next runner. Then the next, and the next. Moments later, he found himself clutching an Olympic gold medal. This man, after years of diligently working, practicing, training, researching, and preparing, finally saw his dream—to win the gold in the 1964 Olympics—come to fruition. He won!
Do you know who he was?
It isn’t. For one thing, the sky looks black at night and red in the morning. Furthermore, any scientist will tell you there is no sky. The atmosphere above us just looks blue because blue light reflects off the air better than the other wavelengths. The “sky” is no more blue than the Blue Ridge Mountains.
Our communication today is filled with clichés and well-known bits of assumed truths. However, many of them are actually false. Here are some more examples:
I recently returned from a wonderful trip to Texas with my family, where my mom presented numerous living history programs and I did some chalk drawings. It was truly an amazing experience! The most meaningful location we were able to speak at was First Baptist Church in Sutherland Springs, Texas.
Last November, a rampaging shooter killed 26 people at the church and injured 20 others. The pain from this tragic experience still resounds in the community. However, it is amazing to see how the church members have allowed God to use the event in their lives.
In my last post, I explored the fact that we are all broken in some way. In this article, I will explain some ways we can allow our brokenness to remold us into something better.
“You have something you want to tell us.”
My flight leader addressed the cadet officers in my flight at Cadet Officer School, a 10-day leadership training activity sponsored by Civil Air Patrol (CAP). Everyone at the camp had at least received the Mitchell Award in Civil Air Patrol, attaining the rank of Cadet Second Lieutenant, which some in CAP consider to be equivalent to receiving the Eagle Scout. Still, my flight leader knew there was more to our lives than that single achievement.
If you have seen the news lately, no doubt you have been overwhelmed with news about Brett Kavanaugh's hearing. I also have no doubt that you've already formed an opinion about the topic.
So have I, but it is not about the accusations brought against him. I am going to be writing about our opinion about the Brett Kavanaugh accusation.
You’re sitting there, again. Your computer screen is staring back at you. “I don’t have anything yet,” it says. “I don’t have anything, either,” you reply. Your deadline is creeping closer and closer, but you still do not even know where to start.
My last post was a preview of what I really wanted to say. This post serves as the core foundation for what I believe and want to communicate through this blog.
You’re ready! You have laid out all the best arguments to someone. The point is clear. The truth has been stated. There’s no way they can respond. And you eagerly await their affirmation of your persuasive words as they are forced to admit you’re right.
And then comes the reply. “I don’t agree with that.”
He was on track to be the world champion. Having qualified to the 1924 Olympics, Eric Liddle was able and prepared to crush the 100m sprint on the world stage.
But there was a problem; one of the races was on the Lord’s day - Sunday.
Several months ago, my mom paused what she was doing, looked me in the eye, and warned, “Son, I hope you realize that there are younger children who are looking up to you. Don’t take that lightly!”
A few weeks ago I had an extraordinarily amazing time sorting through files. Yep, it was very enjoyable to go through old papers and junk, neatly stacking the items into sets and folders.
The cool air cut through by body as I stood on the steps, waiting for the church bus to arrive so I could climb aboard to help pick up kids for church. I noticed another group of people nearby, waiting for a different bus. As I stood there, my mind drifted away to other matters. Then, one of the people in the other group, who I don’t talk to very often, turned around and exclaimed, “Oh hey! Glad to see you! How are you?”
About Nathaniel Hendry
I blog on common social issues from a reasoned, conservative Christian perspective in easy to understand writing. I am committed to academic excellence in writing and supported by solid reasoning and research.
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The Worthy Word isn't mine, but God's. I just try to explain the truly Worthy Word and encourage you from it.