New Year’s Revelations, or Who’da Thunk You Can Pot-Luck Revelation?

Lindon Claridge Lindon 1 Comment

If Christmas was any indication on what would take place on the upcoming holiday, I didn’t want any part of it. on New Year’s Eve I was walking on skeptical eggshells the whole day with fear shivering through my bones that I might just happen to accidentally walk into a dangerous situation, or witness a tragic stabbing. Notwithstanding my trepidation, as the day progressed, I …

Prisons of Our Own Choosing (Part 1)

Michael Claridge Humility, Michael 0 Comments

Of all the posts I’ve written to date, I feel this is one of the most important. I genuinely hope and pray you read it with reverence and sincerity of heart, whereby you may be edified and inspired. I think I should warn you before you read this long blog post. It may be a bit controversial, especially when I don’t have any scientific research …

Prisons of Our Own Choosing (Part 2)

Michael Claridge Humility, Michael 1 Comment

I know it sounds crazy that we’d choose to accept, and agree to come to this earth and occupy the very prisons that imprison us. I’d like to help you see why you’d want to do that. The Law of Agency To understand why you chose your weaknesses/prisons you need to learn the most important eternal law of the universe; the most important eternal law …

Pulvis et umbra sumus. (We are but dust and shadow.)

Lindon Claridge Lindon 2 Comments

I’m sitting in the visitation hold, located in the front of the prison, waiting to be reunited with my beloved mother. I can sense the anxious giddiness that begins in my core and slowly flows down to my feet, which are bouncing up and down faster than a sewing machine. I’m really not nervous, but the sweat would have you think otherwise. Unless you’ve been …

Making and Keeping Promises to Yourself

Michael Claridge Michael 1 Comment

For as long as I can remember my Dad would say, “God loves everyone equally, but some He trusts more.” That didn’t make a whole lot of sense to me until I was a father myself. I love my boys, pretty much equally; I don’t have a favorite. But I can tell you there have been times when I trusted one of them more than …