A Vessel of Untold Horrors
We remember you.
Let the queen die in peace.
On Unbridled Passions
“Hard times create strong men.”
Race riots are innate to the American experience.
Please, for the love of your spiritual formation, stop reading yourself into the Bible.
A syringe was mentioned, numbing was discussed, the site of injection was determined, and a cold grasp felt.
For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses.
It doesn’t make sense to me now but it sure as hell did back then.
Bucha, we have looked upon your misery and we see you.
“From that day on, I did not travel, meet or eat alone with a woman other than my wife.”
The Nazis were not the first to burn children. God’s people did so long before.
What a beautiful hope. A dream, almost, to live in a place where suffering no longer exists. We become immortal hedonists. At least that’s what some Christians make it sound like.
America is but a bridge.
God Is Not Afraid of Your Pain
Oh yes, you do. Just open your eyes.
One word: exhausting.
Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.
We’re here to restore people to fellowship, not power, remember that.
Welp, that’s five years in Canada for us. Let’s see what happens in the next five!
Divine Justice is equally retributive and reparative.
What am I to you, World, but a passing stranger?
How plagued we are by this broken duality.
I launched this blog one year ago today.
“It’s so nice to finally have some color in this church. We’re happy to have you here.”
Are you still an evangelical?
Make Relationships Love-Filled Again.
Love your neighbor.
Bear one another’s burdens.