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I explore life's big questions with simplicity and depth, seeking to edify heart, mind, and soul.
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Friend, Come Up Higher (opens the original)
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Every pastor I talk to, and in every congregation I visit, it’s the same thing — people are coming to church for therapy.Of course they are.They’re simply doing what the world has trained them to do.You approach nearly everything with one question:What can this do for me?Will this make me happier?Will this calm me down?Will this improve my marriage?Will this help my anxiety?Will this give me a sense of community?What can this do for me?As long as the usefulness remains, you stay
Get Up, Come Home (opens the original)
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Two crowds meet at the gate of Nain.One is going in.One is going out.One follows Jesus.The other follows a corpse.And if you want to know what it feels like to be alive right now, that’s about as good a picture as you’re going to get.Every morning you reach for the little glowing rectangle beside your bed and join a funeral procession.Someone’s died.Someone’s been shot.Another war’s beginning.Another disease is spreading.The market’s going
What Ails You? (opens the original)
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I’m sitting here at the kitchen table after the Divine Service, thinking again about Parzival. Specifically, the chivalric way, and the way of the Grail taught to him by Trevrizent, his spiritual mentor. Trevrizent had been a knight before he became a hermit. His brother is Anfortas, the wounded King, keeper of the Grail, whose wound will not heal. So when Parzival finds Trevrizent in the wilderness, he finds a man who knows something about both the sword and the wound.And between the two there’
The Wyrd Woman & The Bottomless Bin (opens the original)
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One morning, a hungry traveler knocked on the door of the woman who lived in the dark woods.“Do you have any bread?” he asked. “I’ve been traveling for a days without anything to eat.”“I don’t have any bread,” said the woman.“Good,” said the traveler. “Then we shall have to make some.”The woman stared at him.“With what?”“Flour.”“I have almost none.”“Almost none is more than none.”“And I have hardly any oil.”“Hardly any is more than non
There Are Two Roads (opens the original)
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There are two roads.There are two roads.There are two roads.Solomon saw them long before CNN or FOX News found and monetized them.One road eats the bread of wicked men,and drinks the wine of their violence.The other begins like a thin blade of morningcutting through the dark.Which do you choose each day?Choose your road.Turn around.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!DeoM!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:stee
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