The Opposite of Fear is…

The Opposite of Fear is…

When you are the parent of a special needs child, you often find yourself the recipient of all types of advice from people. (I wanted to say “well-meaning” people, but I’m not feeling that generous today.)  Some parents, who have raised kids without special...

Should I Pray or Should I Go Now

(the above photo is from a stop in Saugatuck, Michigan earlier this week) In the early 90s, Liz and I were on a missions trip in the Philippines. The van they rented to cart our team around had a wonky starter. Nearly every time we piled in, we’d hear that sound...
Getting what we desire.

Getting what we desire.

Remember that thing that you wanted? I mean really wanted. Perhaps it was a relationship. A job. A house. (Okay, let’s face it, it was probably a relationship. Few things get us as worked up as wanting Mr. or Miss Right to come into our lives.) Whatever it was, you...
Fasting (repost)

Fasting (repost)

One of the things I like to do with the new blog is occasionally bring in some material from previous blog posts that I’ve written. I may edit and update some of them. Today’s post was previously up on bobwilson.me a few years ago. Since some people have...
What Me Worry?

What Me Worry?

“Ain’t no sense worryin’ about the things you got control over, ’cause if you got control over ’em, ain’t no sense worryin’. And ain’t no sense worryin’ about the things you don’t got control over, ’cause if...

5 Dublin Related Questions…

Limbo. While I’m trying to help out with some house cleaning type stuff here at the Ithaca Vineyard…I won’t really be taking on any more projects. Even today a future Cornell student called about coming for a visit next week, and even that is beyond...

Healing on the Streets

This past summer while our family was in Ireland, one of the most fun things for me was going to some of the Vineyard Churches over there. (Of course, Liz & I also attended a mid-week church service on our honeymoon, so that tells you probably a little bit more...

Praying Someone Else’s Prayers

I was born into a family where my mom was Roman Catholic and my dad was United Methodist.  While I normally went with my mom & brother to our Catholic church, (I was even an altar boy for a few years) on the big holidays, we would usually go to the Methodist...

Praying the Hours

During this Sunday’s message, (which you can listen to here), we talked a bit about embracing the sacred in everything we do.  At the end of the service, we took a few minutes to break up into small groups & practice the Divine Hours. Although we did...

Breastplate on St. Patrick

I mentioned this prayer, the Breastplate of St. Patrick on Sunday, so I thought I’d put  it up here for anyone who was interested. As I mentioned on Sunday, I know that some people have a problem with praying prayers that others have written. I was raised...