We have sin in our eyes, idols in our hearts, phones in our hands–and we have come to worship. Through Ezekiel we see God’s answer to a people who are physically present, but whose attention lies elsewhere.
What bears my weight? What can free the Christian to listen carefully, to think critically, to ask the hard questions that might require a lot of putting-back-together later?
Christians in confession and contrition are walking further out and further down into the depths and darkness of sin, intentionally feeling how far we’ve settled; and we do it again and again. But why?
I plant trees, literally. But that’s also how I intend to live the rest of life.
The man speaks, and the snow falls covering, quieting. We are smaller now than when we began. Measurements and assessments of eternity as the snow
Hello from Charleston! I’m home for a short week, between a January intensive and the beginning of the spring semester. I have accomplished very little