Faith and Doubt
The One In Which Everyone Starts to Squirm
Last week I started a Friday book series and introduced the first book, Frank Viola’s “From Eternity to Here: Rediscovering the Ageless Purpose of God.” Chapter one ended with these words: “God has authored the most incredible love story ever written. It is a story that has set the standard for all romantic literature to…
Read MoreWhen My Days Bleed Into Yours ~ Life:Unmasked
I remember more seasoned parents telling me that the baby years aren’t as bad as it gets. I was crazy from sleep deprivation and the chronic stress of caring for a special needs child, and couldn’t imagine anything worse. Now, I’m getting a peek at what those parents were talking about. I won’t say that…
Read MoreFinding Church: What IS the Church, anyway?
Another Sunday morning, another room full of chairs all facing the same direction, another band up front leading us in singing, another moment when I realize how few people really are singing along. We’re two more faces in a crowd of passive spectators. We could walk in and walk out and no-one would know we’d…
Read MoreFaith Like a Tree
The garden bed is still littered with last year’s leaves. Perennial onions are ready to bloom, while across the bed, bright green ruffled lettuce sprout all by themselves. I didn’t remove the lettuce last year before it went to seed. The seeds survived the winter and sprouted into a tasty spring salad. Tomatoes poke up…
Read MoreFridays Are For Books: Introducing “From Eternity To Here” by Frank Viola
Starting this week, I’m designating Fridays as book discussion days. I’m starting with Frank Viola’s book “From Eternity to Here: Rediscovering the Ageless Purpose of God.” I’ve also arranged for a special treat, an interview with the book’s author. As we go along, if you have a question you’d like to ask him, leave it…
Read MorePackaging the Church: “New and Improved” or “All-Natural and Organic”?
I sank into our Adirondack chair in a daze, looking for a quiet place to think. I needed to sort through what we experienced that morning. I felt as disoriented as when I arrived in Bolivia, trying to understand without knowing any Spanish. But we hadn’t left our country, we’d just visited a new church.…
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