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It’s not always easy living with me. But my husband, Peter, has to. I know it is not easy, because I live with myself every day, and I feel the bits of anxiety and nervousness and occasional emotional overload escape out of me and flood the house that Peter has to live in. Sometimes, I feel bad for him.

I attempt to keep my eyes and ears open to learn about the Holy Spirit and human behavior. In my spiritual journey, the situations I’ve encountered through counseling and teaching have graciously allowed me to see the importance of walking in humility through the awareness of God’s presence. I’m not implying that I’ve arrived at a spiritual plateau where God and I float through the clouds together, but I do believe we can be as close to Him as we desire to be. To be honest, the more I discover about His written and specific will, the more I realize I have hardly scratched the surface of pleasing Him. I’ve learned that our rebellious human nature loves being independent while God is constantly trying to reveal to us how the meaning of life is doing His will. He desires that we snap out of our defiant trance and allow Him to transform our thinking so that He can use us to accomplish His desires.

Most are familiar with the safest modes of travel. When making judgements, the numbers determine that airplanes are easily the best choice. But not for me. Placing gear in the overhead bin and then strapping in, and the clouds - while appearing cottony soft, have no appeal to this commuter. Is it a fair assessment?

Change, we’re told, is inevitable, accept from a vending machine. It is also true that, unless we change, we will always be the same. While there are elements of change we tend to like, yet alterations are often met with resistance.

When I walked through the back door, I saw a box in the center of the room through which I must pass in order to reach my office.

“I don’t remember you at all!” the portly man informed my husband, Peter.

When opportunity knocks, it is best to answer the door. It has been knocking for weeks, asking for the input of citizens as the city projects ahead towards the next 5-to-10 years.

“Come to church with me,” my 91-year-old aunt always encourages when I’m visiting for the weekend.

In the world we live in, people should be flocking to churches. God designed and decreed the church body as the means to worship and serve Him, through serving others. Becoming a Christian should mean entering a fellowship with other Christians. Virtual church is not a substitute for God’s plan for His people.

Midterm elections are just around the corner, and it is plain to observers that a lot is at stake. Both sides are busy trying to sell the November 8 as a battle for the soul of the nation, and they could be right.