Thursday rolled in this week rather like the fog used to roll in to the Oregon coast as I was growing up… …meaning, way too fast, covering the landscape around me. There was no fog horn of warning. I…
In spite of the many confusing points of Progressive Christianity, I’m attempting to not throw the baby out with the bathwater (that would be a big “whoops!”). As a self-proclaimed follower of the historic gospel, I know that daily examining…
Back and forth; back and forth… I’ve wrestled between a couple of random thoughts for this morning’s blog. Think I’ve settled and will save the other for next week (What Progressives Get Right). Where I’ve landed comes out of…
Bay and I just returned from 12 days in Indiana speaking and serving Jesus at different venues. The Lord’s faithfulness traveled before us, and we certainly felt His hand anointing us for each event and conversation. We arrived home…
Easter Sunday, I found myself stumbling over my lower lip once again, as my jaw dropped upon reading a Twitter message by the senior pastor at the church where Martin Luther King, Jr. served years ago. I believe…
Last Saturday, I had the privilege of introducing myself, and my Jesus-story, to some of the Christian women in Dulce, NM. Dulce is a small community on the Jicarilla Apache Reservation, only 40 minutes from our home. Since early…
By the time, Saturday rolled around, I’m sure Jesus-followers were wondering if life would ever be normal again. Grief does that. So does fear. Top that with doubts and questions and mocking-voices-in-the-head, and it’s no wonder all of Jesus’…
Good Friday. Crucifixion Day. “Yes, the darkness of this day is real, and it is painful. It should cause us to wince, to mourn, to grow quiet as we gaze soberly upon the wounded Christ hanging on His cross.…
Maundy Thursday. Or, “Commandment Thursday.” On Thursday, Jesus went back to Jerusalem from Bethany. Here, on this day, He spent His final hours feasting, loving, serving, and instructing His disciples. Not just His current disciples, but all of us…
I’ve posted before, how years ago, Bay and I spoke in a church up in Denver where we were introduced to a young woman recently rescued from a cult. For years her parents had no idea where she lived,…