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Follow Him Already!

  I have a confession.  It is not much of one and if you know me. I will soften it a bit for this platform.  Here it is…I love Jesus, but I hate how his children treat each other.  Those reading this blog on this site will likely claim a Christian faith.  And if you do not, you are more than welcome to keep reading.  I do not believe being honest about our foibles will keep others from believing in Jesus, if anything I believe it points more to Jesus than to his followers.  If you claim the faith, think back to a time when someone in the church hurt you.  What happened? Were you able to address it? What was the response? What was the resolution? Were your feelings respected or dismissed? How did you feel in the process? Was an honest and sincere apology given? Was forgiveness granted or possible? Maybe no one hurt you, and your struggle was a result of life’s circumstances.  How would you answer the previous questions now? Life is...

Raise A What Now?

  The events of the last two years could be inserted into the lyrics of We Didn’t Start the Fire as a continuation of the already overwhelming list of historical events that have layered the reality of where we find ourselves today. Not only do I already not like that song because I find it impossible to remember the lyrics to sing along, I also do not have the physical, emotional, or spiritual fortitude to listen to such a rapidly syncopated retelling of the events. And yet, as we near the end of the year, it is good practice to reflect on the year and raise our ebenezers to the testament of God’s goodness, even among the things we do not call good. The word ebenezer makes me think of the hymn Come Thou Fount. “Here I raise my ebenezer, hither by thy help I’m come.”   I always pictured someone raising a glass as though there would be a toast to God’s goodness. I watched too many movies and I guess Scrooge drinking was etched in my brain. Ebenezer means stone of help and...