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Christmas Brings Risks

We aren’t particularly good at Christmas in the church. We have dressed it up with pageants, carols, and candlelight. We preach peace and possibilities and encourage people to linger for a moment at the manger and renew their acquaintance with … Continue reading

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A Letter from a Tired Pastor

Dear white Christian folks and other interested parties; I begin with this:  God loves you. Because we are joined together in Christ, I love you. I will also say that no one is more white than I am; I have the … Continue reading

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Choosing Life: Shouldn’t this be Easier?

“Choose life,” the prophet says. Choose life over the deadly ways of lesser gods. Choose life over all that shines, sparkles, and glitters. Choose life over what you possess and over what possesses you. It sounds so easy and desirable. … Continue reading

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What Do You See: Interpreting the Present Times

In the fall of 1989 I did something that I had been thinking about for the better part of six years. I tried to avoid it in college and postponed it for a year after college graduation. Then I did … Continue reading

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Too Much

Orlando Istanbul Dhaka Bagdhad Baton Rouge Falcon Heights Bullets, bombs, and hatred violate the sanctity of life every day because people hate each other. What can I say as I stand at a homicide scene in today’s early morning on … Continue reading

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Maybe Elijah or Maybe the Demoniac

As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and behold the face of God? My tears have been my food … Continue reading

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I Am The Jar Broken Open

On my grandmother’s dressing table was a beautiful bottle of perfume. It was a crystal bottle with an old-fashioned atomizer filled with lavender-colored perfume. How could a little girl resist the temptation to touch it, to squeeze that little rubber … Continue reading

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