Slay Your Dragons Before Breakfast

I wrote this post exactly five years ago. However, there is rarely a week that goes by that I don’t provide the link to someone. It seems that I am not the only who struggles with this.

I awoke this morning to the dragon’s hot breath on my face. I was disoriented, not quite knowing where I was. I struggled to open one eye. Then another.

An Icon of St. George

And there he was. A dragon. A very big dragon. With three heads. Sitting in my bedroom, like so many mornings before, he was waiting. His heads swerved back and forth, dancing in the dim light. Each head alternately belching fire and hissing smoke.

The Blessing of Discomfort

Several days ago, my wife, Gail, forwarded to me a Franciscan benediction that she had received from a friend. I thought it was so good, I just had to share it.

Man With His Hands Outstretched - Photo courtesy of ©iStockphoto.com/digitalskillet, Image #4934408

Warning: this is completely counter-cultural to the feel-good, prosperity spirituality that is so popular today.

A Prayer for Times Like These

Several weeks ago, I was on a strategic planning retreat with my executive team. I began the meeting with a prayer that I have used for years in my own morning devotions.

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