I’ve heard it called the Easter story. To do so, I think, relegates it to a place and a time and a past, sets it apart as though it lived outside of us, separate from us. But isn’t separation, a rather willed independence, our first sin? And isn’t our will, when it relegates, an act […]
Don’t Believe …along the roadside of your belief the advertisers, the marketers, the profiteers of misdirection, the snake oil salesman’s pitch. …on the cobbled row of wise men those most to be pitied— the sleepers, doubters, skeptics, naysayers, deniers or a certain man’s shadowed hanging form. …on highways of jeering crowds your bottom line
Taking a daily walk has become my routine. When I’m not able because either life or weather or N’s to-do-list is interfering, withdrawal sets in and manifests in grumbled words. The other morning when I was praying, asking God to open me to my unconfessed sin, I realized I was not yet fully living in
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