Good From Bad?

Once, someone told me I would make a good pastor. I just don’t see it. In my mind, a pastor is the person who guides you through the hell life can become sometimes. Not even taking into consideration the fact that my life is a perpetual shambles, I wouldn’t do well in that position because […]

In the Dark With a Friend

The phrase “God’s will” is used for a lot of things that I’m pretty sure don’t have anything to do with God or God’s will. For example, whenever someone has suffered a heart-breaking loss (say, of a loved one), in trying to comfort them, some well-meaning friend will say “It was God’s will.” I wonder […]

Broken?

Over the weekend, Mark Sandlin (pastor and author of The God Article) posted the following Facebook status: Christianity has it wrong. We are not broken. We are not fallen. We are not flawed. We are simply fragile. We are beautifully distractible. We are self-invested because of love but that love also gives us a slight […]

Is Everyone Really Welcome?

Yesterday, I read a post on “Sarah Over the Moon” written by, wait for it…, Sarah Moon. It’s titled “When My Abuser is Welcome at the Table, I am Not” and it’s about just who is welcome at the communion table. I’m not sure of the whole story, but obviously Ms. Moon is dealing with […]

God is not a Jerk

The idea that bad stuff happens because God is punishing us for our sin isn’t new; people have saying this kind of thing about as long as they’ve been able to form conscious thought. A quick read shows the Old Testament is filled with verses proclaiming tragedies to be God’s judgment on humankind. I can […]

God’s Heart Breaks, Too.

This morning, I’ve reached a level of procrastination that is amazing even for me. And, it’s all because I don’t want to write about what I have to write about this morning. My friend, Morgan McLamb, went to hospice over the weekend. I first met Morgan in 2007 when we were both on light duty, me […]

Bad Things Happen

I have to tell you, I struggled mightily over whether or not to write this particular entry. I always have a hard time writing about people I know. Even when it’s good, I feel like I’m invading their space. When it’s not so good, like this time, I agonize over it because I don’t want to use someone else’s pain for my own […]