“I tell you, my friends, do not fear those who kill the body, and after that have nothing more that they can do.
I think I’ve never gotten over throwing tantrums. Continue reading
I wonder how long it is that my mind will be in this space, that my refrain will be from the second part of the third verse of psalm 6, “low long, O Lord, how long?” It feels like every day is the last one I can stand. Sometimes, I ask my husband to drive me home or I sit and stare at the wall, paralyzed. Psalm 6 gives voice to my frustration. I roll my eyes and pound at my pillow, I complain and cry about this disease that leaves me dumb, disorganized, addled. But I’m asking the wrong question. Continue reading
How quickly we forget the lessons we suffered so long to learn.
What would it take for you to believe in Jesus? Continue reading
(Hint, in a great reversal–the sort of thing for which God is famous–the “Jesus” icon is representing the government, above)
If you’re here this morning feeling triumphant and joyous and free because of the Supreme Court’s decisions this past week, praise God.
If you’re here this morning feeling queasy and uncertain because of the Supreme Court’s decisions, or because of hate that’s been manifested in our state and even across the street in the last few weeks, praise God.
If you feel like finally, finally, God is answering your prayers, praise God.
If you feel like, in light of this week, God must be taking a nap, praise God.
I do truly pray that there are people in these pews today of all those convictions, because there is merit in all those convictions, and familial love and diversity is a hallmark of the Kingdom of God.
God doesn’t look the way that any of us think he does. God doesn’t act the way any of us suppose he should. God doesn’t look like you. God doesn’t look like me.
God looks like Jesus Christ.
God is Jesus Christ.
Praise God, our Lord Jesus Christ.
And you know what today is? Continue reading