“Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.” – James 1:22
It’s that time of year where high school seniors, and eager 20 somethings don their caps and gowns and march down the aisles toward a graduation ceremony that will conclude, in one fashion or another, with these words: “We’ve prepared you well, now get out there and do something!”
This seems appropriate, doesn’t it – that after spending 12 years in high school, and then perhaps another few years in college that those graduating would receive the commission to DO something with what they have learned?
Here’s the thing though, I rarely remember hearing these words from those standing before me in my childhood church. They were, and many of them still are, good people to be sure, but there was never that turning point in my spiritual development where an older, more mature, Christian stood before me and said…Go! or Do!
It would seem that many of our churches are still full of such people who are stuck in a form of Christianity that leaves people stuck in their seats. Continue reading
I love Christmas!
I love the trees, the lights, the presents. I love the all the variety of nativity scenes, carols about the coming of Christ, and the profound attempts to discover joy this time of year.
I need you to know that before you read what comes next.
But (you knew it was coming didn’t you?) I’m afraid we’re missing quite a bit of what’s going on this time of year in the original Christmas Story.
One of the things our modern version of the “Christmas Story” misses out on is the uncertainty of the whole enterprise. Continue reading
I’ve loved the water as long as I can remember. Seriously. My oldest memories involve me swimming in my grandmother’s pool, jumping off the high dive at the local swimming hole for the first time, body surfing in the waters off the Gulf Coast, and jumping off my friends second story roof into his five foot swimming pool over and over again that one day we were supposed to be in school.
Then, there was this time, we had my birthday party at my grandmother’s pool, and this friend of mine started drowning. I just remember hearing a loud commotion of people talking loudly, and then someone screaming that she was going under. My grandmother, decked out in her high-waisted solid white pants suite and white high heels (It was the 80’s), jumped in without hesitation and she saved Leslie.
Water is profoundly powerful and scary. It preserves life and it takes life, and we can never be sure which one it will be. Continue reading