In which advent is a season of misfits (I)
“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” – Marcel Proust. Advent. Despite having grown up in a church setting, and having listened to the...
View ArticleIn which faith looks like reckless bravery
Sometimes you look up to the sky, stretch out your arms, and shout at God. It feels like you are so angry at all the lies He’s told you. You told me I’m your child. You told me I was free. You told me...
View ArticleIn which I’m kneeling down
My feet hurt. I’m thirsty for water, but I know the wells out here are few, and far in between. It’s been a long, long while since I visited with any other desert wanderers. I’ve been walking around...
View ArticleIn which I’m recklessly wandering into grace
Farther away. That’s right, I’m moving on, farther away from the Promised Land. There’s work that needs to be done out here. There’s people who need to be gathered, and fields to be harvested. Even...
View ArticleIn which we can have that here
Today is Sunday. It’s the day that Christians go to church. It’s the day that people gather into big groups, and sit in front of a preacher-man who reads from a little book. He explains the little book...
View ArticleIn which there’s something wrong with church
Tell me it’s just my imagination or something. Something seems wrong with church these days. Over the last few years, I’ve started disliking church more and more. Some studies have suggested that it’s...
View ArticleIn which the problem is not the Bible
“I don’t drink, or spit, or smoke, or chew – or go with any girls that do.” This used to be the joke line with my buddies in college. I didn’t know it back then, but this little line had a lot of...
View ArticleFor the big crowd of losers – the church
Sometimes, I feel like Christianity is way too confusing. The feeling rises up inside of me whenever I step foot in a church. I hear preachers talking of all their special doctrines, the ones that...
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