mickholt
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July 1, 2013
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God's Will, Jesus
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Aaron Hernandez, Bible, DOMA, Faith, forgiveness, grace, Mötley Crüe, Paula Deen, Supreme Court
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Man was last week a stressful week?
The odd thing was, for me, that it was not stressful in the way I would normally define stress.
From the Supreme Court to the Zimmerman trial to Paula Dean and the Aaron Hernandez situation it was an opinionated person’s dream and nightmare – all at the same time. I cannot count on both hands how many times I wanted to write something about ANY of these topics only to get to a point where a voice said “no, you cannot say this – this way.”
mickholt
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June 26, 2013
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God's Will
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Billy Graham, direction, Faith, God, God's will, Jesus, Stand-up Comedy
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I did not have a good day.
And you know what? I have strung several of these together. Still several short of my all time record.
It’s true.
I am beyond frustrated with my life, my job, my direction, my service for God. I spend countless hours contemplating what I am doing. What I am supposed to be doing. What I am not doing right. What I want to do. Why God won’t open a door for me to do something other than what I am doing? How will I, do I, know when I am doing what God wants me to do?
mickholt
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June 24, 2013
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God's Will
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Christ, Devil, God, Jesus, Puzzles, Satan, trusting God
The chorus “…our God is an awesome God…” is not just good to sing, it is the truth. Too often, we take that awesomeness for granted.
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I know I do.
The way He reveals His truths is, at times, a bit overwhelming. Did I say “a bit?”
mickholt
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June 21, 2013
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Poetry
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Fine art, God, grace, Jesus, Jesus Christ, Literature, mercy, Poetry
Hello readers,
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Thank you, in advance, for stopping by. I honestly appreciate you sharing your time with me and my thoughts. Friday’s have become the day that I have been posting my version of poems. Today’s is titled “Adrift” and it is a lot more sing songy than I normally write – I blame Hair Metal. Please let me know what you think.
mickholt
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June 19, 2013
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God's Will, Writing
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creator, Gifts, God's will, writing
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I was reminded recently that God is the great creator. He made the heavens and the Earth, the stars, the plants animals and he made man. But – and this is where we all need to pay attention – when he made us, when he made man, OK and women, he made us in HIS image.
God created us to be like him.
mickholt
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June 17, 2013
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Uncategorized
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Bible, Bible Study, Christ, God, grace, Jesus, mercy, Potato chips
Food For Thought
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There is nothing I like more than a good bag of chips. Nothing is more satisfying that digging into a fresh bag of salty slices of deep fried potato. I could easily sit and consume an entire bag without giving it or life a single thought.
I like plain chips – with ridges not flat, except Pringles. I like spicy chips, salty chips, chips with cheese and I really like BBQ chips. Recently, I discovered “kettle cooked” chips and let me just say, “where’s the next bag?”
No, really!
mickholt
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June 16, 2013
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Uncategorized
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Faith, Fathers, Fathers Day, God, mercy
My Father’s Day Gift 2013
When I sat down to write about Father’s Day, it was my intention to talk about the positive things and the great things about dads in general and – for me – the great things about being a dad.
Then I started thinking about all the statistics I have read over the last few years as I have been working with men and men’s groups – the few that we’ve had – at our church. And, men, the sad truth is…
WE’RE NOT DOING THE JOB!
mickholt
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June 14, 2013
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Poetry
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I am empty, void of emotion, tired, jealous, angry.
I am man. I am a child. I am lost. I am nothing in my eyes. What could I possibly be to you?
I am filled with doubt, driven by unbelief, consumed with confusion and held down by pain of my own making. A choice.
I am beaten by my thoughts, blinded by hate and fooled by my heart. A shadow screams at a whimper of angst. Childish dreams wrenched from the hand of man twice dead.
Mick Holt 