I spend a lot of time having a point. If I were a respectable preacher though, I would have three points, all beginning with the same letter: The three Q’s to sanctification, or the triple Z’s of The Olivet...
Don’t turn your back on bears, men you have wronged, or the dominant turkey during mating season… Some of the rules that apply on Shrute Farms that came with the song, “Learn your rules. You better learn your...
I am searching for a pithy way to begin this blog, so while I have my creativity running in the background, how about we just get down to business. By now, you have likely seen the big news we teased through the last month of...
Back to the clink. I really shouldn’t call it that, but the parts of me that have not yet found their way to adulthood demand this rebellious nod to the audacity of school ending the glories of summer. Locking away the...
Murder and distractions… Good night of living I have no idea where this is going to end up. Maybe grab a drink and say a prayer right quick.
Well, I am traveling again, back in the Vancouver/Portland area for a meeting and...
I am trying to decide if it is too smoky outside to open my windows. The tsunami of revelation that comes from this can be seen on the horizon, and I can feel the ground begin to shake as it nears. Early morning air has reached a...
Nostalgia, pre-empty nest syndrome, waking up and wondering “what the hell am I doing in Aberdeen, South Dakota,” and the Letter to Philemon… There is a lot going on in my head this morning. Let me try to force...
Canned food with no labels could become an interesting game of conviction. How hungry would you need to be to make a pact that whatever can you choose, you would eat to the bottom? No matter what you found, lima beans or kidney...
Well, I’m back…
This week is the weird post-break time that makes me wish both that I was still on a break, but also wish that I never took a break in the first place. As important as rest and restoration is, I...
Last week we began a celebration of the 5oth anniversary of the Vineyard by reflecting on some of the core values of our denomination. As the next part of that celebration, check out this excerpt from an article titled Come Holy...
There's a hundred and four days of summer vacation
'Til school comes along just to end it
So the annual problem for our generation
Is finding a good way to spend it…
Summer is the time of year I know there is a God. Sometimes...
Before you Gentiles knew God, you were slaves to so-called gods that do not even exist. So now that you know God (or should I say, now that God knows you), why do you want to go back again and become slaves once more to the weak and...
