Mar 21, 2020 | adventure, Art, authenticity, belonging, Bible, care, Christianity, Church Planting, COVID-19, Eugene C. Scott, God, God Sightings, grace, Health, Hope, Jesus, Living Spiritually, photography, Uncategorized |
Reading Time: 5 minutesEditor’s note: When looking behind the curtain on my website, I somehow magically made my home page and this post disappear. As a result I had to repost. My good friend and fantastic author and webmaster, LS Hawker fixed it. Read her...
Mar 17, 2020 | Bible, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, God, God Sightings, Health, Living Spiritually, Nature photography, photography, Uncategorized |
Reading Time: 3 minutesSome say extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. These certainly are extraordinary times. I pray you are staying well. But maybe it’s more true extraordinary times call for ordinary measures. “In extraordinary times, the ordinary...
Feb 24, 2020 | adventure, Art, Christianity, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, God Sightings, Jesus, Living Spiritually, photography |
Reading Time: 6 minutes Across the wide cab of my 1970 Ford pickup, Bruce plucked his banjo. The rain had stopped. We had driven from Montana through Idaho and into Utah. We were only sixteen. It was 2 a.m. I had been driving since about 8 p.m. and was beat. The...
Jan 22, 2020 | Christianity, Community, Eugene C. Scott, God Sightings, grace, grief, happiness, healing, Living Spiritually, Nature photography, photography |
Reading Time: 5 minutesI’m in therapy. Not just counseling, not coaching, not mentoring. Therapy. Those others are helpful and powerful. I’m a counselor, coach, and mentor myself. I need therapy. Deep. Hard. Soul cracking work. A recent painful, unexpected transition...
Apr 20, 2019 | Art, Christianity, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, God, God Sightings, grief, Jesus, Lent, Living Spiritually, mystery, photography, poetry |
Reading Time: < 1 minuteWaiting. How did Jesus’ disciples feel on that dark Saturday after Jesus was crucified? Remembering the emptiness, grief, fear, disbelief, and irrational hope I felt after my dad’s death, I imagined this response. Neil Berg’s...
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