Is God angry with you? Is he watching and waiting for an occasion to punish you? Many have spent their entire lives afraid of God, afraid to approach him. God has gone to great lengths to show us that he’s not mad at us.
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Q. Recently, my husband and I dropped our youngest child at college several hundred miles away. I have felt so depressed since then. We were actively involved in our son’s sports teams and with his friends for the past five years. My husband seems OK, but I feel lost. Please offer some tips for surviving the next few months.
Think of him as Bong. James Bong.
Music has an effect on physical activity in human beings. Profound statement, huh … bear with me. For many elite athletes, fitness buffs and weekend warriors, music isn’t just a happy add-on — it’s essential to peak performance and a satisfying workout. And for those of you new to the workout game, music may end up being the variable that keeps you going. Let’s investigate.
“For consider your calling, brethren, that there were not many wise according to the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble; but God has chosen the foolish things of the world to shame the wise, and God has chosen the weak things of the world to shame the things which are strong, and the base things of the world and the despised God has chosen, the things that are not, so that He may nullify the things that are, so that no man may boast before God. But by His doing you are in Christ Jesus, who became to us wisdom from God, and righteousness and sanctification, and redemption, so that, just as it is written, ‘Let him who boasts, boast in the Lord’.” 1 Corinthians 1:26-31 New American Standard Bible.
Every sensible executive in Hollywood should have laughed Guy Ritchie out of the room.
“The Fixer,” by Joseph Finder. Dutton, New York, 2015. 416 pages. $27.95.
Q. A close family member recently died, and I’m devastated. She was so young, and I keep thinking about it. However, I have yet to cry. People have been critical that I’m able to function, and that only seems to make me feel worse. Please give me some advice on coping with grief.
Consider a couple of scenarios. First, you’re a high school athlete moving from fall football to basketball. A couple of days into practice, you’re debilitated. You just can’t believe how sore you are after coming straight from football. Or, you’re an adult with a job that requires you to be active for most of the day, every day, yet those extra pounds don’t seem to be going anywhere. What gives?
Poor Emma Stone.