True Joy, As It Turns Out, Comes

God Is Still In The Business Of Coming Down To Earth: To This Cubicle, This Email, This Room, This House, This Job, This Hospital Room, This Car, This Bed, This Vacation. Any Place Can Become Bethel, The House Of God. Cleveland, Maybe. Or The Chair You're Sitting In As You Read These Words.

I Am Disappointed With Myself. I Am Disappointed Not So Much With The Particular Things I Have Done As With The Aspects Of Who I Have Become. I Have A Nagging Sense That All Is Not As It Should Be.

One Reason Why We Fail To Hear God Speak Is That We Are Not Attentive. We Suffer From What Might Be Called 'spiritual Mindlessness.'

When I Teach The Formal Curriculum, I Have The Chance To Think About It Ahead Of Time. I Can Rehearse It. I Can Illustrate It With Self-deprecating Humor And Humble-sounding Personal Disclosure. I Can Try To Make It Comes Out Just Right.

The Greatest Bloodbaths In The History Of The Human Race Were Recorded In The Twentieth Century In Countries That Sought To Eliminate God, Worship, And Faith.