The God Who is Like Texas

โ€œDonโ€™t mess with Texasโ€ reads the bumper sticker on the large pickup truck with the gun rack in the back window. The state motto for Texas is โ€œfriendshipโ€ and was chosen in 1830. The meaning comes from a local Indian word for โ€œalliesโ€ or โ€œfriends.โ€ But today the slogan that seems more popular at times … Continue reading The God Who is Like Texas

To Bless the Lord: A Guest Post by Melissa Stearns

The day after Thanksgiving โ€“ the one-year anniversary of Robynโ€™s death โ€“ Melissa shared something with me. It was a reflection she had penned on life as we presently know it. She thought about what she would say to Robyn if she had the opportunity to chat with her for a few minutes. As I … Continue reading To Bless the Lord: A Guest Post by Melissa Stearns

Can a Speeding Ticket Change Your Heart?

Recently I have been teaching through Baptist beliefs in Sunday School. Last week we discussed the idea of individual freedom in regards to belief and church membership. One of the key aspects of a Baptist church is the idea of voluntary association. In some church models, for example the Catholic church, membership is often involuntary. … Continue reading Can a Speeding Ticket Change Your Heart?

God Doesnโ€™t Owe Me Kindness

Note: This article was originally published in February of 2024. Somehow it became a draft again and I havenโ€™t been able to restore it without republishing. If this feels like dรฉjร  vu when you read it, youโ€™re not crazy! The valley is so dark sometimes. I have written about this a little in a previous … Continue reading God Doesnโ€™t Owe Me Kindness

Screwtape’s Favorite Song

Wormwood, My worst demon, how are you doing? Iโ€™ve heard youโ€™ve moved into aesthetics with your human. Yes, yes, nakedness is a great play with most humans. But have you considered the shame factor? Of course the human is aware that nudity is sin. Alluring? Yes. Damning? Almost certainly. But remember that a sin like porneia gets … Continue reading Screwtape’s Favorite Song

Packing Up Boxes is Easier Than Packing Away Memories

It was the tenth box of clothes. Or was it the eleventh? I wasnโ€™t really keeping track of how many boxes I moved from the storage room in the basement of my home. But I was almost to the bottom of the large stack. And thatโ€™s where I thought the infant clothes would be located. … Continue reading Packing Up Boxes is Easier Than Packing Away Memories