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Starfish in the Desert

Starfish in the Desert

   One of my favorite object stories is the one about the boy throwing starfish back into the ocean. It’s also the only way I can keep from being overwhelmed by people in need both physically and mentally. Yesterday we listened to a missionary who is working with people escaping ISIS, both Christians and Muslims […]

Jesus the Vintner

Jesus the Vintner

Last Sunday, I was assigned to teach John 2:1–12. That’s the wedding at Cana, where Jesus turned water into wine. Why would John give us this story about Jesus as a wine-maker? He is the only Gospel writer who tells this story. Why do we even have four gospels? Wouldn’t one suffice? Nope. When a […]

St. Nicholas vs. the Heretic

St. Nicholas vs. the Heretic

Every year as Christmas comes around, I’m reminded of that great story about jolly old St. Nick, who gave a heretic a punch in the face. As the story goes, during the Council of Nicea, while the church fathers were hammering out the creed that states Jesus Christ is “of one Being with the Father,” […]

Focus

Focus

C.S Lewis said that true humility isn’t thinking less of yourself; it’s thinking of yourself less.

Propaganda and Double Standards: It’s the Liberal Way

Propaganda and Double Standards: It’s the Liberal Way

I recently saw this image posted by a friend on Facebook. The person who posted it commented, “Good to know.” They just bought into this narrative that a group that is genuinely doing good is somehow “bad” because they stick with their religious convictions. Make no mistake: The Salvation Army IS a charity. They are […]

Living In-Between

Living In-Between

Guest Blogger: Shannon Stewart On the way home from an OB/GYN visit, I got sick of it. Not the stellar hospital at which I chose to give birth. Not my informed, well-researched decision to try for natural childbirth. But trying to hold both of them together, one beside the other. Hospital staff could be insultingly […]

Being Intentional

Being Intentional

I can’t think straight. I lean into the counter at my teller station. My vision blurs a little and nausea washes over me. I’ve let my blood sugar get too low and now I’m crashing. To any outside observer, I appear fine, maybe a little tired. Inside, I feel awful. My hands are trembling. I […]