Tag Archives: bible

some thoughts about rocks

“Maybe we should build a pile of rocks in the yard,” was where the conversation led us. We were discussing how we remember the things that God has done in our lives. Continue reading


constructing reality

My son is constantly pointing things out to me: “Airplane!” “Bus!” “Flower!” “Dog!” These are things that I often don’t notice. There are lots of reasons I don’t notice them… I’ve seen it before. I don’t need it now. It’s not important to me.

This is the world I live in, the reality construct around myself. Things are only there if they are of use to me. Those are the concrete things. The real things. Continue reading

get up and walk

This song also took shape from Christ the Center (I am constantly drawing ideas from Bonhoeffer!) and a lecture.
Basically the idea is that all the gospel events took place in real time at a real place, and the disciples didn’t really know what to do with it. Even after the Resurrection, they were still going back and saying, “oh wait- when he said that he meant this.” Some of these theological concepts (such as the notion of trinity) took hundreds of years of reflecting. There had to be a discussion as to what constituted Scripture. The Creeds and Confessions were birthed out of prayer, contemplation, and discussion (and a lot of argument). Understanding takes time. Revelation often does not happen all at once.

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the birth

Look I wrote a Christmas song!

I was pretty intrigued about this quote in Christ the Center, “in Christ the divine Logos enters the human logos; that is the humiliation of Jesus Christ” (Bonheoffer 49). This song is an attempt at trying to articulate some of the concepts regarding that. Continue reading

Is good.

Surely it would have been better to never have been created at all, than having been created, to be neglected and perish; and, besides that, such indifference to the ruin of His own work before His very eyes would argue not goodness in God but limitation, and that far more than if He had never created men at all.

St. Athanasius, On the Incarnation

God is here. Sustaining us. Nurturing us. Saving us. That’s the point of this whole blog thing: reflections and encounters with the present and active God; the Creator coming into the Creation.

It’s been a rough week. But then, tonight, in the middle of class I turned to the wrong page and read that quote. I had underlined it earlier in the week, while doing my readings. It seemed important then. It seems even more important now.

I am limited. It’s obvious if you read this blog. It’s more a chronicle of my failures than anything else. Hopefully, it is equally obvious that I believe that God is not limited. He is neither indifferent nor impotent. He is good and does not will any to perish and is at work redeeming his Creation.

Last night, a friend enthusiastically wrote, “WHAT WE BELIEVE AFFECTS HOW WE LIVE.” He’s right.

I believe. Help my unbelief.

a golden ticket

By now many of you have seen or heard about Ted Williams. You also may have read about his abandoned wife and children, seen the reunion on Dr. Phil, or heard about the police being called about a heated dispute with his daughter on Monday.

It is easy to be cynical about Mr. Williams. He has been a failure as a husband, father, and a drain on society in general. Continue reading

Christmas time is here…

I don’t like Christmas. It’s a painful time of year. Growing up, holidays were never really a big deal, so it’s hard to get excited about them now as an adult, but Christmas was different. It’s the one holiday that we tried to celebrate- but I wish we didn’t. We did it so badly. Christmas hurts.

So as I try to get into the Christmas spirit, I try to remember the point of this whole thing. Jesus Christ. God humbling himself, putting on skin. Choosing to be with us. Loving us. Serving us.

Moving through this season, my prayer is that I can see past the kitsch. That behind every tree I’ll see a cross. And in remembering, I’ll be a little bit less of an ass. I’ll become a little less bitter. I’ll be a little bit more patient. I might even learn how to be little bit more of a servant. Continue reading