Birds of a feather...
I'd heard that old saying many times growing up. Unfortunately, like so many other things I heard, it went in one ear and out the other. We have a tendency to dial out clichés and good advice in general. After all, something so easily acquired can't be worth much, can it?
Well, perhaps it's worth more than I first thought.
Relationships come in many shapes and sizes. Some are better than others, some we have whether we enjoy them or not (relatives come to mind), and others come and go. Regardless of who it is or the nature of the relationship, one thing is certain, the people we surround ourselves with play a major role in defining who we are as a human being.
However, when it comes to the people in my circle of trust, it took a long time for me to realize that I was not cursed by bad luck, I wasn't drawing the short straw, and God wasn't pulling strings to make sure my life remained a miserable existence.
Simply put, I was my own worst enemy. I was the one choosing with whom I would spend my time and with whom I would not, be it friends, girlfriends, business partners, or even people at Starbucks.
As difficult as it is to admit, I was to blame for my relationship woes.
Yes, it's true that birds of a feather really do flock together.
I'd like to thank you for taking time to visit The Desert Walker.
Since March 2018, I've been going through a transition phase and have not updated the blog since that time. However, I am currently writing more articles to be featured here soon. Many of the experiences I have had over the last several months have given me a different perspective on some of the deeper questions Christians have. I'll be sharing those here in the near future.
Until then, please take time to read some of the previous posts, starting with the one below.
Some years ago, and not long after I had re-committed my life to Christ, I was invited to have dinner with a friend and a married couple—we’ll call them Derek and Deidre. My friend wanted me to meet this young couple because she was enamored with their strong faith in God. She had bragged on them many times before. “They’re the best Christian people I know,” she said.
I’ll admit, I was a bit hesitant at first. I wasn’t comfortable with the idea of meeting this couple, yet I wasn’t exactly sure why. As I drove to my friend’s house, I thought about what could be causing my apprehension, and before I arrived, a thought struck. It occurred that Derek and Deidre could perhaps be better Christians than I was.
This line of thinking was rooted in my girlfriend’s view of them (that she constantly told me how good these people were), which created a fear that I may not measure up to the standard of being a good Christian.
But as soon as that thought came to mind, I remembered that imperfection is something we all have in common—even Christians. So, I dismissed my concerns, pulled into the parking lot, and looked forward to a pleasant evening.
An hour later, I would regret being there.
Are you a Good Steward?
When we think of stewarding, money comes to mind, but there’s much more to it than that. This post explores the concept of stewardship from a different perspective.
“I met with John today.”
“How did it go?”
Kenny let out a deep breath like he’d been holding it in all day. His lips were dry, and the nervousness coated his voice. “Not as well as I had hoped.”
He had her attention now. “What does that mean?”