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All in Life
They have caused me to drop my axe onto the floor of the smithy, scattering the metal dust that has collected below the workbench vice of my old grinding. Perhaps the dissolving of conviction amounts to apathy towards those theological spheres that once had a fairly high premium with me.
But as surely as God is faithful, our message to you is not “Yes” and “No.” For the Son of God, Jesus Christ, who was preached among you by us—by me and Silas and Timothy—was not “Yes” and “No,” but in him it has always been “Yes.” For no matter how many promises God has made, they are “Yes” in Christ. And so through
I have deliberately surrounded myself with married couples and their children. I'm blessed to not feel covetous of any of their marriages - blessed to clearly see that what they have is theirs, and it's good.
I remember they let me keep my Led Zeppelin shirt on, which was nice because otherwise it's an undignified, invasive, humiliating, and cold process. When you're not pregnant, there's nothing fun about this.
Maybe that helps explains some of my more odd quirks. I'll leave that up to you as I provide a slightly less theological and possibly more neurotic list of confessions.
Many of us handle Biblical discussions the same way Peter handles a sword. We are valiantly slicing off ears as we attempt to defend God.
Yes. Sorry. I'm cutting you off because I have only pocket change left by Friday nights, my work week has cost me almost everything, and I can't risk going out and talking to
Magically transportive, we traveled from the savannah of Africa to the jungles of India, through the wilds of America and found ourselves in awe of fellow creatures.
Each Sunday gets me closer. Through the liturgy,
Find yourself a classic, old time catechism and study. There may be disagreements and there may be time for extensive explanation of language. But in the end, you will be studying something that has proven valuable to Christians throughout generations.
As we rather shakily tried to unwind from this nightmare with coffee and breakfast, up rolled a mini-van, and out spilled a little girl who tried to put a spell on us with her fairy wand. It worked.
My daughter said "What the hell?" because of my passion of Penguins hockey. My son says "too" and "also" from the natural environment of the home. Why isn't developing Christian language in the house as easy?
Heaven and earth may fade and flee,
Firstborn light in gloom decline;
But, while God and I shall be,
I am His, and He is mine.
The confession-oriented churches (credobaptism) have dispensed with this unity for a modernist community of convenience and exclusion.
Have I mentioned he was spontaneous? There would be phone calls, and he'd want company or an adventure, and we would go over, and there would be wine and cheese and olives and shouting (he was Albanian! There was lots of shouting, most of it fairly jolly).
For it is in everyday actions that I proclaim death and resurrection; setting aside self for another and proclaiming life to the relationships and needs around me.
In an effort to push The Cross and Gendercide even more I contacted author Dr. Elizabeth Gerhardt with a few brief questions about herself, gendercide, and what the church can do. Enjoy.
if you think whiskey is a man’s drink, you’re probably hanging out with the wrong kind of women
We're getting close to 1500 people, but there's cows mainly, and in the spring, when the honey-wagon goes by, it gets all over the road and on your tires, and the air is redolent of water, wet dirt, and cow-poop.
Because guess what? Most of what I feared from that list above happened. And everything that I anticipated with joy and great thanksgiving did happen.
