For the past few years, our youth group has volunteered at the Mexican Independence Day Festival. We travel down to the south side of Minneapolis and we run the giant inflatable games; bounce house, giant slide, jousting, etc. It’s a surprisingly taxing service project, as we spend the afternoon trying to corral thousands of niños with a mix of Spanglish and hand gestures. But it’s always a good time, and I love taking my suburban teenagers into the heart of the city and immersing them in a foreign culture.
One of my favorite parts of the day was when I was told that I was a hindrance to the Holy Spirit, interfering with the work of God, and a hateful and judgmental person. Continue reading →
Theo hates going to his mom’s church. When he was young, his mom made him go every Sunday. He couldn’t stand it. He wanted to please her but found himself so bored by the messages that each Sunday afternoon he would vow not to return. My friend Heather says it’s a sin to bore people with the Gospel. I think she’s right. Continue reading →
I remember playing with the chess pieces long before I knew about how each piece moved. I would pull the wooden case from beneath the coffee table in our living room, opening it up on the floor. After methodically freeing each piece from their tiny elastic restraints, I would disregard the board and begin lining up the pieces on the table’s surface. Continue reading →
[Note: This is more of a rant/getting something off my chest. It's what I'm thinking through right now, and sometimes I find it helpful to hear how other people think through the things I'm wrestling with, which is why it wound up out here in cyberspace. That's all.]
I think I’m starting to understand Job’s perspective.
At the end of Job, there is the near-cliche confrontation where Job lays out his complaints to God. Complaints that most rationale people would consider fair. He had a bone to pick, and after staying silent longer than I probably could have about it… he finally lets loose. Continue reading →
A dear old friend of mine is celebrating this Christmas in the midst of the most challenging time in her life. Her husband has been hospitalized for nearly a month, and has remained in critical condition for most of that time. Tonight, she posted a note on the CaringBridge site they’ve been using to keep everyone up to date. I found it to be a perfect reminder of what Christmas is about, and a deeply touching example of the strength our faith provides. I wanted to share the note with you all, that the truths and perspective she shares might resonate in your soul as they did in mine.
And perhaps you can join me in praying for Tony’s health to be restored quickly and completely. Continue reading →