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Mar
2022
Lenten Devotional, Day 6, Prophets (episode 66)
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This morning I watched a male and female cardinal bolt up from feeding on the ground to mid-level in the trees. The robins in the yard glanced up, but kept feeding. The disturbance that produced the reaction was five women walking down the alley, chatting with one another. They weren’t much of a threat,... Read More
7
Mar
2022
Lenten Devotional, Day 5, Tracking, part 2, Inductive Study (episode #65)
Inductive study can help you rapidly grow as a disciple. In today’s post I will explain, what inductive bible study is, the benefits, and offer you tools to get started. This past Saturday rather than sitting outside as I have for my lenten discipline, I decided to go animal tracking. I found a couple... Read More
5
Mar
2022
Lenten Devotional, Day 4: Tracking, part 1, Contemplation (episode #64)
Today I got out of the box of my routine for nature meditation. For the past four days, I have been giving thanks, observing for ten to fifteen minutes in my back yard, and then recording observations. For a variety of reasons this wasn’t happening today, so I decided to go find a track and... Read More
4
Mar
2022
Lenten Devotional, Day 3: Responsibility (episode #63)
Today’s sit spot time had a plot twist that caught me off guard and left me feeling a certain degree of conviction. I felt like I was caught in one of those biblical moments when Jesus is telling a parable and everyone is nodding along enjoying the story, until they suddenly realize, “Oh wait,... Read More
3
Mar
2022
Lenten Devotional, Day 2 : Buddies (episode #62)
My dog, Bert, likes to hang out with me when I sit outside. He lept up in my lap as I sat down for my very first devotional sit spot time. The moment I finished offering thanks, he lept down. He went and did his own thing, while I observed nature and meditated on... Read More
2
Mar
2022
Lenten Devotional, Day 1: Perishable (episode #61)
An old oak stands half dead along my fence line. I’ve been considering cutting it down for a while. Every storm drops a few more limbs, some as big as small trees. Last year, I resigned myself to cutting off a few low lying, dead limbs. Until one day, I heard the staccato rat-a-tat-tat of... Read More