Faith

This is not an indictment. This is a statement of conviction that I found myself heavy under this morning and had to repent to free myself of its weight. What are we doing, Church?

What will you do with this Risen Lord? When the songs have been sung, the dress has been worn, and nothing is left of Easter but wilting lilies and foil wrappers… what comes next?

Tell me you don’t understand Christology or soteriology without telling me… never mind. You don’t understand Jesus or salvation if you think social justice equates to Christ on the cross.

The Name of Christ changed my life, from heel to heart, to habits. Nothing will ever be the same, I carry the testimony of the lame— who’s now able to walk in HIS victory.

Little did I know today, As I walked this long and dusty road; That as I hung upon a dreadful cross, I’d play a most important role…

On that first Passover, obedience to God required making homes marked and discernibly different from the rest. Doesn’t it still?

Now, I know my stands of flowers aren’t exactly Isaac on the altar and we shouldn’t pretend they are. The purpose of this post is not piety or admiration, it’s illustration and education.

Grieve deeply. Mourn brokenness. Speak slowly. Listen carefully. Pray fervently. Weep for the lives stolen today. AND THEN, BY GOD, WAKE UP. SPEAK UP.

We can no longer define or distinguish what theology is enough to adequately defend, honor, or allow it… much less appoint high priests.

The only thing that separates any of us from being the walking wounded turned walking wounders? Grace. Grace alone. 

It wasn’t until high school or college that I became aware of some of the complex layers and dynamics. I much preferred the obliviousness of childhood.

What do you say when the only true things are hard things and the things that would best be said, are not true?

Do you know why the Bible says, “My flesh and heart may fail… BUT God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever?”

Did you wonder if the God of the Bible could still captivate, activate and change the whole world at once? You should not be wondering now.

Friends, the clearest and best indicator of the judgement awaiting us is our utter inability to value life or protect children. Millstones! Get your Millstones!