Race and Faith

And that’s the problem. Not that we cannot see a solution, but many of us can’t even see a problem.

Unsolved Mysteries

Maybe the flesh wants too many answers. It wants to categorize and compartmentalize and get all things in order. Systematic, neat, tidy answers. Squares, boxes. (Someone once said, “The straight line belongs to man, the crooked line to God.” Take a walk in the woods or mountains and you’ll see how true this is.)

What Do You Lament?

There’s a word nobody uses anymore.  Lament.  It’s a word that is in the process of fading into our collective memory, but we still maintain some understanding of its meaning.  We’ve replaced it with other words:  regret, rue, bemoan (although those last two don’t see much play either). One person defined lament as “the act…

Fear Thwarts Love

1 John 4:8, 18–21  [8] Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love. [18] There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love. [19] We love because he first loved us….

Morning New

Not many people understand a good old-fashioned, “pre-dawn start.” If you’re not familiar with the term, mountaineers, skiers, climbers and other unbalanced/unhinged individuals have been using it for decades (if not centuries) to describe that self-inflicted pain of waking up before the sun to partake in some activity that usually involves additional pain and suffering…

Re-Purposed

Recently Carol, Sam and I have been walking the train tracks by our home. (“Don’t do that with headphones in!” was the advice of one sage friend.) As you look down at your feet, trying to adjust your gait to match the railroad ties, you can’t help but notice a ton of old, rusty railroad…