Have you ever thought that you had nothing left? Like really nothing left at all. What does that feel like? I know it’s a mild way of saying this, but that’s a difficult place to be in. I’ve had that experience and I know what that "difficult" place is like.
Have any of you ever given the “expected” answer? That’s the one that you don’t necessarily know what the answer is, but you know what you’re “expected” to say?
How do you make friends? Stop and think about that for a second. All of us do it a little differently. For example, I don't make friends as much as I get adopted by extroverts.
A number of years ago I was a counselor at a church camp over at Camp Jo-Ota. At that camp we had this great activity that we did which involved a rope maze. The catch to this activity was that the maze didn't have an exit.
Last Sunday was Transfiguration Sunday where we celebrate Jesus’ transfiguration. It’s the time when Jesus seemingly changes in front of the eyes of his closest disciples. I say seemingly, because Jesus doesn’t change, he is still the same ordinary Messiah that he was before, but now his disciples are introduced to him in a new way. Can anyone really be called an ordinary Messiah?
