Tomorrow is election day. Tomorrow is the day that stirs up within you both hope and fear.
Read MoreI’m tired of the virus, you’re tired of the virus - WE’RE ALL TIRED OF THE VIRUS. We’ve been twisted, over and over, like the rubber band engine of a balsa wood plane – we want to be let loose! I certainly wish I could overturn all the rules and go back to living life as it was. But the reality of the virus is inescapable and our responsibility in the face of it unavoidable.
Read MoreThey were afraid. The disciples were afraid. They had just witnessed the best man they had ever known be dragged before the authorities and nailed to a cross. Whose to say they wouldn’t be next? And if they were next, what would their deaths amount to? They were mere Jewish peasants. They were nobodies. When asked about their cause of death, their family and friends would say that foolishness was the cause. They would say that their leader proved to be nothing more than the king of a cross – they would say their end was sealed with his.
Read MoreWith last week behind me, I have gotten closer to adjusting to the present situation. I have gotten past the disbelief, accepted that this virus has forced us into a muddy ditch, and that our wheels are presently spinning. The good news is that we will get out of this, a tow truck is on its way. The bad news, of course, is that it might take a while.
Read MoreI love history. I love hearing a good story and the best kind of story is the sort that is true. Reading history is good, but I especially love an oral telling, the kind of account you get in a classroom or in a documentary. Lately, I’ve enjoyed listening to history in podcast form, as told by Dan Carlin in his Hardcore History podcast. He has an auxiliary podcast feed called Hardcore History – Addendum in which he recently published a feature entitled “Glimpses of Olympias.” This episode tells the story of Alexander the Great’s mother, relating her cunning and malevolent ways. As he tells Olympias’ story, Carlin relates the depraved practices typically embraced during those pagan times – cultic orgies, rampant homosexual trysts, and brutal sexual violence. As I listened to Carlin depict the context in which Alexander lived, I was struck by how alien their standards were to the traditional moral values passed down to us in modern Western society. It becomes all the more striking when one remembers that Greek culture figures large in forming the bedrock of Western civilization. Clearly, Christian moral tradition that was later introduced led the West to dump the social acceptance of these practices.
And yet, what first struck me as alien, became disturbingly familiar as I recently searched for a show to watch one Sunday night.
Read MoreThe scene of the Nativity, set among hay and humble beasts, fringed by scruffy shepherds with their meek lambs, drawn together at the center by the sweet affection shared between mother and child, fills our eyes with what would seem to be the very picture of peace. The setting seems far removed from any field of battle, the mood completely absent of conflict. Yet this child who in the manger lay, was God the Son entering the human fray.
Read MoreThe scene of the Nativity, set among hay and humble beasts, fringed by scruffy shepherds with their meek lambs, drawn together at the center by the sweet affection shared between mother and child, fills our eyes with what would seem to be the very picture of peace. The setting seems far removed from any field of battle, the mood completely absent of conflict. Yet this child who in the manger lay, was God the Son entering the human fray.
Read MoreMy heart sank on Monday night when I learned that Pat Orlinski had passed away. Despite all her recent physical hardships, there was no indication that she would be leaving us so soon. Death is always the worst of surprises.
Read MorePastor Scott’s exposition of Isaiah 31 this Sunday sounded God’s word of repentance to Israel upon our own ears. From this word, verses 6 and 7 stand out boldly in the chapter:
Read MoreI grew in my faith when I went on the “BICS trip” to the Holy Land. However, that growth came about in a way that I did not at all expect when I set out on the trip…
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