No Matter What Science Now Says, In My Heart Pluto Will Always Be a Planet
Categories: food for thought, What the heck was THAT?
Categories: food for thought, What the heck was THAT?
Categories: What the heck was THAT?
[Tongue-in-cheek alert]
So some of you will remember that since September, I’ve been helping out some friends of mine with worship music at a church plant they are doing. Which means I have spent the past several months back in a more traditional church setting. It’s surprising that I was actually invited to do this, because I let these guys know up front where I stood on certain issues, but they agreed to take me as they found me. They also believe in our desire to see an out-of-the-box missional creative thing happen here, and I believe they’re sincere in wanting to be part of that process.
Categories: creativity, How I am, missional, moments of truth
So you’ve probably noticed that over the past few weeks, the number of my posts here has been dwindling considerably. I generally try to get over here at least three times a week, but lately I’ve been fortunate to post once a week. A couple of weeks ago, I simply asked a couple of questions, and the comment section ended up providing enough content to do us all for a month! 🙂
But there is a reason for the reduced posting. I’ve been working on some things on this end, and now it’s time to let you know what I’ve been up to.
Categories: food for thought, Meanderings (look it up)
My family and I were having a conversation the other night about some of the honest struggles we sometimes have with faith in God, and what that even looks like. In particular, when we either ask God for something that doesn’t manifest, or when we believe something was of God that didn’t turn out the way we thought or hoped, it raises some questions in our soul about trusting God, or about trusting our perceptions. Did we ask wrongly? Did we hear correctly? How can we trust our perceptions in the future?
Categories: church, Things that make our brains hurt
Thanks to all of you who put in your two cents’ to the question on my previous post, about what specifically makes church “church” for you. (Let’s see…I think that currently adds up to 14 cents.)
That converstation has prompted me to ask a followup question:
Several of you made references to the church involving the gathering of believers. Where does this idea come from? Not to say we shouldn’t gather, but what exactly prompts us to include the idea of gathering in our definition of “church?”
Categories: church, Things that make our brains hurt
Categories: Meanderings (look it up)
You probably haven’t noticed (or maybe you have) but I’ve gone almost a full week without posting here.
Gasp! What’s happening to me??
Actually, I’ve spent the last week being pretty much consumed with tasks in front of me that I believe HAVE to be done NOW, solving problems (or trying to, anyhow), etc. It’s taken all my attention, and when I’m not doing that, I’m too fatigued to do anything else.
Categories: things that don't fit in any category in particular
In honor of Mother’s Day, I am going to forego the Sunday meditation to spend some time with the mother of my son.
Happy Mother’s Day…to my Mom across the miles, and to all the mothers out there.
Categories: food for thought, Meanderings (look it up)
When I tell people much about our recent story, how we’ve pulled up the stakes, left our home of ten years to move to another place where we knew few people and had no set prospects for an income–all because we wanted to explore a better quality of life by focusing on pursuing our God-given passions and gifts–I usually get a predictable array of responses. Some people say they are happy for us (and the loved ones in our lives genuinely seem to be); but some say it a bit wistfully, as if to add, “I wish I could do that.” And some say it, but it’s apparent they don’t mean it–because when someone takes that kind of a leap (especially if it is successful), it flies in the face of the excuses they’ve made for themselves not to pursue their own dreams, and the bitterness in their soul causes them to resent the ones who’ve done it.
Categories: Things the Mexicans were doing when I was born