Growing up as a child in a Christian home, I was always told that the Scriptures were sacred. They were God-breathed. Divine. Different from other sorts of stories and books, they were set apart. We were not to laugh when we read the Bible. Reading the Bible was an ongoing act of discipline. It was…
Category: Theological Reflection
The Grace of Failure
I handed in my church history test, convinced I had failed. Not in the overly dramatic sense of not getting a perfect but a serious acknowledgement at my impending very, very bad grade. I was angry at myself, for all the time I had invested studying with the output being sub par, worried that my grade…
What will we decide our future to be?
In 1996, preparing for the long-term future as the new pastor of a declining church, I searched for information to help me reach the older generations that were committed to religion, and the younger ones walking away from it. I was looking for secular, generational information to give me insight into the present and potential…