For months the closest thing I could muster to a prayer was “God, I still believe in you.” It is important for me to keep remembering that, just because I’m in a dark place, it does not mean I don’t have faith.
In truth, tolerance is another form of indifference. We practice closing ourselves off from any potential religious clash in the same way we ignore all the facts we know about sex-trafficking and homelessness in our own country.
Perhaps we need exercise caution when crossing gender boundaries, but God’s call to love also means following his Spirit and serving people the way they need even if that risks misunderstanding and disapproval from others.
God wired us for sex, but our decision to remain celibate until marriage—and God’s apparent lack of movement in the spouse department—gets in the way.
There are questions worth asking in life. Did I put deodorant on? Did I forget to pay my credit card bill? Should I eat the re-fried beans considering I’m on a date? These are helpful questions.
Sweet is the season of spring: the long and dreary winter helps us to appreciate its pleasant warmth, and its promise of summer enhances its present delights. After periods of depression of spirit, it is delightful to behold again the light of the Sun of Righteousness
God loves the church with a love too deep for human imagination: he loves her with all his infinite heart. Therefore let her people be of good courage; she cannot be far from prosperity to whom God speaks “good words and comforting words.”
We live in a world that tells us we need to be better, prettier, stronger, richer, and more successful than those around us. And when we aren’t, we make ourselves feel better by putting others down.
When I first saw The Tortured Christ, by Brazilian sculptor Guido Rocha, it didn’t ask my permission, it just went ahead and seared itself into my subconscious. Every couple of months since then, The Tortured Christ pops up, uninvited. All of the sudden he’s there, blood splattering on the carpet of my brain and his screams ricocheting off the walls.
Ingrained within us is a desire to take the raw materials of God’s gracious gifts — colours, textures, language, emotions, to name a few — and try to make something that speaks truth, brings healing or facilitates worship.