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It was finished. The last appeal. The last crack of the gavel. The last coin tucked deep inside my lawyer’s pocket. Praise God, it was the last little pompous lift of the prosecutor’s chin I would ever have to see too. Some endings are sweet. But not many. It was finished. The rebellion had fizzled
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God With Us. If man should dare to imagine it,The pen itself would refuse to writeA story so fantastic. Shekinah gloryDistilled into a glimmer in your eyes.Once a house of gold –Now a tent of tender skin. The face no living man could seeNow bears our face.The ark no living man could touchNow bears our form.
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King Herod heard about this, for Jesus’ name had become well known. Some were saying, “John the Baptist has been raised from the dead, and that is why miraculous powers are at work in him.” Others said, “He is Elijah.” And still others claimed, “He is a prophet, like one of the prophets of long ago.” But when
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Bible study doesn’t usually lead to apostasy. But Mark 2:23-28 has a bad track record. Just ask Bart Ehrman, the New Testament scholar whose journey toward athiesm began with wrestling over Mark 2:26. Or ask the Pharisees who wrestled with Jesus in Mark 2:26. Sometimes the bigger the mind, the larger the error. Especially when
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The internet, it seems, will argue about anything. Is the dress black and blue or white and gold? Is it “Yanny” or “Laurel”? Is cereal a soup? Friendships will be broken and new alliances forged by your answer. So when outrage broke out on social media over the suggestion that Jesus may have been held
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I have a gold necklace inscribed with the words “We become what we behold.” It was a favorite phrase of a mentor whose passions lay at the intersection of faith and culture and who never failed to remind his students that what we fix our attention on will influence who we become.
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If Ecclesiastes 11 wasn’t written by the wisest man who ever lived, it would be very tempting to interpret it as a series of Dad jokes – minimally clever, mildly entertaining, but ultimately nonsensical. Verse 3 even reminds me of my dad’s favorite philosophical quote: “Wherever you are . . . there you are.” One
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Critical Race Theory Has Escaped Into the Wild It’s true. What was once an odd little plant cultivated on the fringes of academia is now a ubiquitous dandelion, popping its head out of every crack in the sidewalk. Increasingly, we see its ideas becoming entrenched in the conversations of our friends and neighbors, in the
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With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility I am not responsible for having a chronic illness or for any of the symptoms that it causes. I am 100% responsible for managing that illness in a way that optimizes my ability to love God and my neighbor by being physically strong and emotionally present to the greatest