He goes. Our friend. To a service. Where Acts is not just another book. Sitting dormant in the Big Black Book. Taking space. Upon the shelf. Not a history lesson. Or pages in the New Testament. Great for, religious sounding theological discussions. But, a blueprint. For the church. In action. Instruction. For those Redeemed, needing a […]
Why The Church Is Afraid Of Being Real. Guest post from my Son.
It breaks my heart, you know. Just over two weeks ago, I was spending my days drinking up the Hawaiian sun. Picking my wardrobe was easy, when wearing a tank top and board shorts every day was expected. More time was spent in the sea that on land. And the sea, oh the sea. Liquid bliss, […]
The Hippie In The Grocery Store
Drudging through the grocery store with kids. All wanting to be anywhere but here. And I search for spices that revive my spirit. Amongst the chaos of it all. Needing tranquility to awaken my senses. In this deadness of winter. And I see him. A tall, type. Hippy fellow. And he looks quite like me. Hungry […]
Snowed In
We are snowed in. Have been for days. White powder, like grace, covering the world as we know it. Leaving it…. Quiet. Dark. Still. And the cars. The noise. The tireless efforts of our lives….seems to come to a stop. Abruptly. Nestled in. Blankets chin high. Hunkered down tight. Like the clean, perfect white, layers outside. […]
The Biker in Church Today
I see him. Greeting time. Standing in the back of the church. Against the wall. Coffee. Small talk. People wondering….how long they must chat…..before sitting idol for service again. Tall one. 6 foot plus. Long haired. Giant. Biker-like. Straggly hair. Leather wearing. Intimidating one. Alone. No one introducing. Not fitting in with….the one’s around him mindlessly […]
Speaking Today
I come to you today, Lord. On bended knee. Knowing…I have nothing to give….. No words that can describe your glory. How can one mouth profess all your praise? How can half and hour describe your magnificence? Yet, today…..we speak. At Womens. About China. And I struggle because I know….I am empty of any of my […]