I was in the checkout line at Target last week when I heard someone call my name.
“David? David McElroy?”
I turned and looked at the man calling my name as though he knew me. The voice was slightly familiar, but I’d never seen this man before. He was a stranger.
Or so I thought until he told me his name. It was someone I’d met in business through a mutual friend. We were friendly and had done a little business together, but we hadn’t ever really been close. Still, the man I saw in front of me wasn’t the man I’d known. This was a new man.
It’d been a couple of years since I’d seen Paul. (That’s not his real name, but it’s what I’m going to call him here.) The guy I knew was a lot heavier. The big weight change was the most obvious difference. But there was something more than that. I couldn’t put my finger on it.
We ended up standing there talking for nearly two hours. He told me all about the changes that had taken place in his life. He seemed eager to tell how the “new” Paul had come about.
Healthy partner will always ask, ‘Who do you really want to be?’
If the truth is blurry in your mind, how can you explain it to others?
Almost all of us feel alienation if we don’t find a place to call home
How do we often know things which we shouldn’t really know?
The more nutty a preacher becomes, the more rabid some supporters are
What if Jesus was serious about commands he gave his followers?
We fill life with noise because silence forces us to hear truth
Change sometimes happens slowly, not in the grand leap that we want