Back when I was in college, I used a color-coordinated calendar to schedule assignment deadlines and test days. These days, I approach my seminary studies in a similar way. I'm a planner, through and through. I like things mapped out in advance. I like the feeling of being ahead of the game. I hate bumping up against deadlines. That said, I have no interest in finding out my own future. I’ve walked with Jesus long enough to know it’s a bad idea to try to figure out what’s coming down the pike. Here’s why: If I were informed of the good things God has in store before they Continue Reading
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This Advent season, what are you waiting for?
“I’m so done with 2020!” said a friend in a recent conversation. “I’m totally over it.” If I had a dollar for every time I’ve heard that sentiment since June or so, I’d be rich. (You, too?) The whole population is more than ready to put this past year to bed. It’s been a weird one. A tough one. In too many cases, a tragic one. So it’s understandable that we just want this year to go away. We want life to go back to “normal.” We want to regain what was familiar. I can’t wait to get with my extended family again. I can’t wait to go out without a mask on. I can’t wait until Continue Reading
Did the early Church provide a model for church life today?
Imagine the earliest days of Christianity, as in, book of Acts Christianity. A most unlikely bunch of folks are meeting together, testifying to the power of their resurrected Lord (Acts 4:32-35). They experience signs and wonders such as healings. They gather often, break bread together, listen to the apostles’ teachings, and meet one another’s practical needs. In fact, their love for one another is so radical that they sell their stuff to take care of each other. They are devoted. They are unified. It's amazing. Sounds fantastic, right? I’ve heard plenty of statements over Continue Reading
Why I don’t do random acts of kindness (and what I do instead)
The man sat cross-legged on the sidewalk next to the gas station, a small backpack by his side. He evidently hadn’t had access to a shower in a while. A woman with three boys walked past him. “If you’re looking for the restrooms,” said the man, pointing, “they’re over there.” The woman thanked him and hurried off, nervous about interacting with a homeless stranger. As she and her kids walked back toward their car, she heard a familiar, still, small voice. “I want you to go talk to that man.” For a moment, she balked, but quickly realized arguing with God is never a great Continue Reading