I’m reading about five very different books right now, all very slowly, which is quite possibly the least effective reading strategy I could muster up. Somehow, though, the stars (and books) aligned this week and the overlap has been insightful…
Read More“I am no scientist. I explore the neighborhood. An infant who has just learned to hold his head up has a frank and forthright way of gazing about him in bewilderment. He hasn’t the faintest clue where he is, and he aims to learn…
Read MoreLast week Rob brought an article to our staff meeting entitled, “Communion, a Counter-Monument,” which sparked discussion about the social reality that communion historically declared, and ought to still be declaring.
Read MoreThe other day my small group and I were reading John 5, which includes the story of a man who had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. Day-in, day-out he sits near a pool that many believed had healing powers, hoping that someday he might be first into the pool, which he hoped could heal him and free him.
Read MoreI spent some time with a dear friend, an old professor of mine, a couple weeks ago. This person has seen me through a lot of the darker parts of the last few years, as well as some of the most joyful. Consistently, though, I have witnessed him see the absolute best in people.
Read MoreLet me just start by confessing that I’ve written this blog three different times. Why? Because I’m a closet perfectionist and arrogance is a champion at masquerading itself. On the upside, I’ve been learning a lot about irony, as I’ve had to screen my blog(s) about arrogance for the very kind of arrogance I intend to discourage. The justice is sweet.
Read MoreA few weeks ago I sat in Jon and Emily Royal’s oh-so-familiar backyard (eating deliciously familiar popcorn), while a handful of YFC friends and neighbors read and talked through Psalm 51. I have always loved this psalm (probably because I have an over-active conscience that frequently lands me in a swamp of guilt), as praying this psalm has often brought peace to my tornado of a mind.
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