Sometimes I have flown to the sun as the golden boy, and sometimes my wax wings have melted and I have plummeted back to Earth in a heap. I’m not any different, really, than anyone.
Relationships matter. Friends matter. So where do I draw my lines?
That night I resolved to work through my beliefs and scripture until I had found a place of consistency and integrity in my convictions. I was turning from conviction to logical conviction. Changes needed to be made. Contradiction kills logical conviction.
I’m tired. I’m so very tired of the anger, hubris and self-righteousness exhibited by both sides of this continual political fracas that we are living in. It… Read more “Narrow Road: A few thoughts on our divided political culture.”
And here’s the disturbing part, my confession if you will: I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop, as the colloquialism says.
We want to worship and control the Bible so we can be safe and have easy answers, but the Bible itself is abundantly clear, there are no easy answers. That’s why the simplest form and concept in the Book is the most important one, “Come, follow Me.”
I have always wanted to be the pastor of a merry band of misfits who help those who are in need and is a friend of singers and storytellers.