John 8:7
"So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her."
Notice Jesus did not say: "He that is without THAT sin..."
But that's the way so many of us live our lives. We cast stones at others because we aren't guilty of the same sin as them. Our Lord teaches us that if we are guilty of one sin we are equal to the one who is guilty of them all. So, let's put the rocks down and love our neighbor. ... moreJohn 8:7
"So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her."
Notice Jesus did not say: "He that is without THAT sin..."
But that's the way so many of us live our lives. We cast stones at others because we aren't guilty of the same sin as them. Our Lord teaches us that if we are guilty of one sin we are equal to the one who is guilty of them all. So, let's put the rocks down and love our neighbor.
KCP Clint Spicer
Seneschal, Priory of the Holy Trinity
Dieu Avec Nous
Notice it reads: "this day"? That means we are in the present. It's not a bedtime prayer: "Give us tomorrow our daily bread." Why? Because we don't know what we will need tomorrow. God does, but not us. The needs God meets today may solve tomorrow's problems before we know about them. God doesn't want us stressing about problems that may not be there tomorrow. Is that not great?
KCP Clint Spicer
Seneschal, Priory of the Holy Trinity
Dieu Av... more"Give us this day our daily bread." - Matt 6:11
Notice it reads: "this day"? That means we are in the present. It's not a bedtime prayer: "Give us tomorrow our daily bread." Why? Because we don't know what we will need tomorrow. God does, but not us. The needs God meets today may solve tomorrow's problems before we know about them. God doesn't want us stressing about problems that may not be there tomorrow. Is that not great?
KCP Clint Spicer
Seneschal, Priory of the Holy Trinity
Dieu Avec Nous
Sometimes not only do we want God to answer our.prayer, but we want Him to answer it our way.
A man was sitting on his porch when a policeman pulled up. "Sir, there's a hurricane quickly approaching. It'll flood this whole valley. You need to come with me now to avoid being killed when this thing hits." The man refused to move. "God will spare me."
The hurricane hit. The water rose until the entire first floor of his house was underwster. The man stood by one of the upstairs windows as a sma... moreSometimes not only do we want God to answer our.prayer, but we want Him to answer it our way.
A man was sitting on his porch when a policeman pulled up. "Sir, there's a hurricane quickly approaching. It'll flood this whole valley. You need to come with me now to avoid being killed when this thing hits." The man refused to move. "God will spare me."
The hurricane hit. The water rose until the entire first floor of his house was underwster. The man stood by one of the upstairs windows as a small came pulling up. "Get in," they shouted. He refused telling them he trusts the Lord.
The waters continued to rise until they engulfed the house. A helicopter came swooping in, and still the man refused, trusting that God will save him.
The man drown. In heaven, he asks God why didn't He save him from drowning. God replied, "I tried... three times!"
KCP Clint Spicer
Seneschal, Priory of the Holy Trinity
Dieu Avec Nous
What I hold in my hands is not just a book. It's a promise kept. About a year before my dad passed away, he made me promise that I would write a book about his father, my grandfather.
I must have written that first chapter half a dozen times, but nothing ever felt right. The words just wouldn’t come together.
Before I could even complete that first chapter, my dad was gone. In the weight of the loss, I set the project aside. For reasons I can’t fully explain, I simply couldn’t bring myself t... moreWhat I hold in my hands is not just a book. It's a promise kept. About a year before my dad passed away, he made me promise that I would write a book about his father, my grandfather.
I must have written that first chapter half a dozen times, but nothing ever felt right. The words just wouldn’t come together.
Before I could even complete that first chapter, my dad was gone. In the weight of the loss, I set the project aside. For reasons I can’t fully explain, I simply couldn’t bring myself to continue.
Recently, a very dear friend encourged me with some sage advice. Reminding me of the power of keeping one's promise.
"Try again."
So I did. This time the words came and flowed through my fingers and onto the keyboard.
It's been over five years now, since Pop took his final breath. I only wish I could tell him that I did it... I kept my promise.
I hope that I made him proud.
The book officially goes on sale January 27th. My birthday, ironically. I'd like to think that's a little nod and wink from somewhere beyond the clouds.
KCP Clint Spicer
Seneschal, Priory of the Holy Trinity
Dieu Avec Nous
What I hold in my hands is not just a book. It's a promise kept. About a year before my dad passed away, he made me promise that I would write a book about his father, my grandfather.
I must have written that first chapter half a dozen times, but nothing ever felt right. The words just wouldn’t come together.
Before I could even complete that first chapter, my dad was gone. In the weight of the loss, I set the project aside. For reasons I can’t fully explain, I simply couldn’t bring myself t... moreWhat I hold in my hands is not just a book. It's a promise kept. About a year before my dad passed away, he made me promise that I would write a book about his father, my grandfather.
I must have written that first chapter half a dozen times, but nothing ever felt right. The words just wouldn’t come together.
Before I could even complete that first chapter, my dad was gone. In the weight of the loss, I set the project aside. For reasons I can’t fully explain, I simply couldn’t bring myself to continue.
Recently, a very dear friend encourged me with some sage advice. Reminding me of the power of keeping one's promise.
"Try again."
So I did. This time the words came and flowed through my fingers and onto the keyboard.
It's been over five years now, since Pop took his final breath. I only wish I could tell him that I did it... I kept my promise.
I hope that I made him proud.
The book officially goes on sale January 27th. My birthday, ironically. I'd like to think that's a little nod and wink from somewhere beyond the clouds.
KCP Clint Spicer
Seneschal, Priory of the Holy Trinity
Dieu Avec Nous
Sgt Jenn Popp
Priory of the Holy Trinity
Dieu Avec Nous