This is going to be a long post. If you prefer short posts or only have so much time right now, try reading the next three paragraphs and then decide if you want to keep reading, come back later, or skip it. In the wake of Hurricane Katrina, countless media reports, news stories, and political … More Hurricane Katrina: “Has Not the Lord Done It?
When I wrote my previous post about Tuesday’s challenging seminary experience, I had no idea what the Lord had in store for me today. Today it was my turn to preach in Preaching Lab. So I preached. At least I thought I preached. Apparently, my sermon resembled “a good chapter in a book” or “a book report,” but not … More Don’t Wing It: Thoughts on Exercising Your Gifts
My five-month-old nephew Jackson is here visiting us (with his mother, of course). As you might expect, he is amazingly cute. I am not often around children his age. I wish I were more. A natural sense of compassion grips your heart when you’re around children of Jackson’s age. Usually this compassion takes the form of goofy faces, unintelligible and … More Good to be an Uncle: Lessons from My Nephew
There’s a very inspiring post by Scott Zeller at FoolishBlog called “That One Who Should Live in My Time.” It’s very much worth taking the time to read.
Time to post again. I thought that my online writing would become relegated to a website, but it’s hard to get away from the type-and-click efficiency of the blog. It’s both convenient and dangerous. Two related blessings have gotten me thinking about convenience and its effect on the Christian life. Those two blessings are (1) recorded Christian … More The Danger of Convenience
One of the highest-selling movies this past weekend was “Sin City.” This is just another indication that Americans, like all other human beings, are utterly depraved. Past generations were restrained enough to cloak wretched hearts with polite public morality. But that takes work — moralism always takes work. And our generation is not very interested in … More “Sin City”
I stopped by some xanga sites tonight. It’s always interesting to see what everyone says. Part of the reason why I stopped using xanga was that I couldn’t quite figure out if people were talking to me or to themselves, and whether or not I was talking to other people or to myself. It seemed proud … More Face to Face: Getting Beyond Blogging
Just finished reading some xanga posts. Actually, I stopped in the middle of reading one. I stopped because I was thinking: I wonder what would happen if I stopped criticizing the church for not doing what she’s supposed to be doing and for doing what she’s not supposed to be doing, and in the place of … More DO Something
The thing about posting passages from the Bible on xanga is that often they’re skimmed instead of read. I think that’s because we all have the tendency, to some extent, to value what we’re learning and what we’re impacted by much more than what someone else is learning or what they’re impacted by (I think … More The Wine Press of the Fierce Wrath of God
Long posts lately, I’m noticing. Too long-winded, I suppose. Long-worded, I mean. Many-worded, to be more accurate. Ah, the pursuit of clarity never ends. It takes a lot of work to be precise, doesn’t it? I’ll put that one aside for now lest I become many-worded again (although the more I think about it, working … More The Death of a Man: A Meditation on Real Service
I’m currently waiting for some time to spend musing on the concept that God brought to my mind the other day: “resurrection boldness.” In Acts, the unashamed, fearless courage of the apostles (especially Peter, who had unblushingly denied his Lord not so long ago) came directly from their undoubting knowledge that their master and leader … More Resurrection Boldness
A few weeks ago I was asked to write a poem for a Valentine’s Day Banquet / Missions Fundraiser at my home church in Tulsa, Oklahoma. The theme was supposed to be the love of God in relationship to missions. A dear friend of mine (a gracious, dignified, loving, bold 62-year-old man) is going to … More New Poem: “Ripple”
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