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Hello friends... What's provided below is a partial list of truths that our current (and predominant) western culture will not acknowledge as being true. In fact, our culture will do whatever "it" can to silence those who espouse such truths (or, if you're among them, "lies and absurdities"). I plan to talk about all these (and more) at some point on The Revellious podcast. Will it get me into trouble? Probably. Okay... here's a partial list of immutable truths that have become cultural touch-me-nots in our day. [Immutable: Not subject or susceptible to change; not mutable; unchangeable; unalterable.] -- God is. By Self-definition, He is Existence. God is also loving. And, also by Self-definition, He is Lovingkindness. The truth is always the truth, and lies are always lies--irrespective of the frame of reference. In this current earth-life, one out of one people die (and will die).  At the judgement, every person will have to give an account for the l

Hello, friends... We live in very difficult and uncertain times. As a friend of mine recently said to me, "Dave... it's becoming harder and harder to be a human in our day." Like you, I look at what's going on in the world around me, and I feel perplexed; and, at times, I feel confused, scared, and angry. Recently, as Jesus and I were talking about these things, I felt H-him urge me to compile a daily prayer to help me turn repeatedly to H-him.  That prayer is provided below.  I call it, "A Daily Prayer for Our Day." Best of days to you... Daver    -- "A Daily Prayer for Our Day" O Holy Trinity… With all my heart… I want to be faithful to You—with lion- and gazelle-like intensity. HELP ME , Lord, to be this. I want to walk before You in holiness, humility, and purity-, nobleness-, wholeness-, fullness-, and revelliousness-of-heart all the days of my existence—both in “this current Earth-life” and in “the world and glorious, lingering life to come.

Silence—the extended ear of deep attentiveness, quietness, and gentleness—is golden. Why? you ask.   Because it is in being and becoming silent that we can hear God breathing us and speaking us  into continuing existence and enduring health, uprightness, and vitality—continually and continuously, without end. Each of us has our being in God.   He’s not only the time, space, and place of our being—He IS Our Being.   He not only gives us life—He IS Our Life.   God’s Presence and Voice (His “Eternal Expression”) in our heart   is the Very Ground of Our Existence, Substance, Sustenance, Continuance, and Countenance. Our created existence was not “a one-and-done event.”   No!   It is a continual effect, a continuously unfolding event.   Does God still speak?   Of course He does!   If He didn’t, you and I would cease to exist.   The fact that we endure is a key indicator that God still speaks… and that He wants and, thus, loves us.   Those who say, “God ONLY speaks now through the Bible,”

To put it succinctly, prayer is “life shared with God.” Prayer is God sharing His Life with us and His partaking of, participating in, and enjoying our life; and prayer is also our responsive sharing of our life with God and our partaking of, participating in, and enjoying His Life. To experience God’s Life is to let Him love us the way He wants… it is to recognize that God, who is Lovingkindness by Self-definition, is always in a state of actively giving Himself away to us.  To let God love us the way He wants is to welcome and experience ourselves enlivened by Him, known thoroughly by Him, and loved through and through by Him.  And… it is to respond to His active, activating, and mediating Energies (that is, His “Divine Graces”) by giving ourselves away to Him.  The chief ways in which we can do this are by turning toward Him (that is, toward The Life, Light, and Love that is in Him and that IS Him); by inviting Him to be all He wishes to be for, in, with, though, and (mysteriou

 Greetings, friends... I wrote this list of meditative aspirations about two months after my late wife, Brenda Hollis (9/29/66-6/3/02), passed away on June 3, 2002. It’s a list of the things I wanted in life at the time. Now, more than twenty-one years later, most of these things have become so much a part of me that they’re no longer just meditative aspirations—they’re things I experience and enjoy regularly. That written, I don’t want to let my guard down. The enemies of my soul will, if I let them, steal everything I have.  This is one of the reasons I’m sharing these things with you today (and, once again, too, with myself), for doing so reminds me of the things most dear to me. All of us need a  Desiderata  (a list of personal aspirations). As such, I encourage you to create one for yourself; and, once you do, to  NEVER  let it go! And now, here's  My Desiderata ... -- "My Desiderata" 1. I wish to live a simple, open, abundant, and ordinarily extraordinary and extrao

Greetings, friends... I wrote this list of meditative aspirations about two months after my late wife, Brenda Hollis (9/29/66-6/3/02), passed away on June 3, 2002. It’s a list of the things I wanted in life at the time. Now, more than twenty-one years later, most of these things have become so much a part of me that they’re no longer just meditative aspirations—they’re things I experience and enjoy regularly. That written, I don’t want to let my guard down. The enemies of my soul will, if I let them, steal everything I have.  This is one of the reasons I’m sharing these things with you today (and, once again, too, with myself), for doing so reminds me of the things most dear to me. All of us need a Desiderata (a list of personal aspirations). As such, I encourage you to create one for yourself; and, once you do, to NEVER let it go! And now, here's  My Desiderata ... -- "My Desiderata" 1. I wish to live a simple, open, abundant, and ordinarily extraordinary and

  The Great Pinky Toe Caper [ September 9, 2017 ]   At about 8 this past Friday night, just as I’m getting ready to go to bed, I stub my left pinky toe on an iron support leg for the small planter stand I use as an end table for my wooden rocking chair.   Looking down at my left foot, I see what looks like red stuff congregating around the toe I’ve just stubbed.  Sitting down in my rocking chair, I raise my foot (to give it a look) just in time to see a significant amount of red stuff start dripping-out onto the floor.  It seems, in stubbing my toe, I ripped-off about half my nail.  Surprisingly, it doesn’t seem to hurt much.  I don’t have my reading glasses on so I can’t really see what my toe looks like; but I can see a lot of red, and that tells me I definitely hurt something.   Mind you, I’m really tired.  And, no I haven’t had anything to drink as I’m quite sensitive to alcohol.   Anyway, as I sit there watching blood pool on the floor, I think to myself, Hmmm... maybe I