That Sunday evening the disciples were meeting behind locked doors because they were afraid of the Jewish leaders. Suddenly, Jesus was standing there among them! “Peace be with you,” he said. As he spoke, he showed them the wounds in his hands and his side. They were filled with joy when they saw the Lord! Again he said, “Peace be with you. As the Father has sent me, so I am … Continue reading Peace in Baltimore
As we continue this conversation about justice, let’s apply the two definitions I laid out in my last post to a case study – Saul’s Conversion. CASE STUDY #1: SAUL’S CONVERSION In Acts chapter 9, Saul (soon to be renamed “Paul”) is traveling to Damascus to rid the world of Jesus followers. As far as we know, Saul never slit anyone’s throat. Still, he did some … Continue reading Justice: What About Grace?
“Every one should get what they deserve.” If a teen studies, works hard, and succeeds in high school, then that teen should be allowed to go to college. If a woman goes to work everyday, gives her best effort, and accomplishes the requirements of her job, then she should be able to provide for her family. If a man doesn’t steal, doesn’t kill, and works … Continue reading Justice: Opening Thoughts
(the image above is by Neil Fowler via Creative Commons) A few weeks ago I was listening to a sermon at Valley and it occurred to me that I’ve been wrong about something for years. God does not restore. He does not fix things. He does not heal. At least, not in the way I’ve understood healing. Take John 8 for example. Jesus is in … Continue reading God Does Not Restore
(the image above found via Creative Commons) My feet swung free, unable to touch the floor because the chair was too large for my ten-year-old body. I did my best to keep my legs from waving back and forth. I wanted to look like an adult. I was nervous I wouldn’t be taken seriously if I acted like a kid. It was the first … Continue reading Finding Freedom in “I Don’t Know”
(Image above found via Creative Commons) I let the door slam behind me. Even though I had put on a false smile for my roommate, I still wanted him to know his presence was unappreciated. This was my time. My time. Not roommate time. Not hangout time. Not shared time. My time. Even though it was our room, he was intruding. As a freshman living … Continue reading Pornography
It was cloudy. I don’t remember much else about the state of the day, but I remember it was cloudy, and cold. Dave met me at my office. He was wearing a black hoody with a white graffiti logo, beat up tennis shoes, and grey running pants. He was thin and heavy rings under his eyes. His shoulders were slumped and he stared at the … Continue reading Going Back Out There