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I cry thinking about the people I've lost whose gravestones I can't visit, for whatever reason. I cry thinking about the people who are dead while they still live. I cry reading tributes to parents, spouses, wondering if I will leave anyone behind. Ultimately, it doesn't matter, does it?
It should be seen as a gateway, helping the reader to begin asking the right questions as we seek to love our neighbor who has been harmed. Used in that way, it is an important read, and would be an excellent addition to any church library.
f you find your obedience to God weak, half-hearted, bitter or hypocritical, don't be afraid to ask "why." We have a Father who loves to answer.
If you wish to better understand the struggles of homelessness, be sure to check out I See You and begin to invest in meaningful community.
Tallest Man on Earth is still standing high above his contemporaries with his new attempt on tap.
For that is precisely what it means to reject a theology of perfectionism. It means to announce a remaining lack that can only, for now, be fulfilled by the church community.
Do not be deceived that God is somehow honored when believers mock each other every day online.
Be still. Rest. Not in the poetic sense of refreshing or finding your second wind. Not in a sentimental “mood picture” sort of way. Look forward to the promised rest. Look back at Christ’s finished work.
I'm kind of reminding myself here, but also urging you: taste some things you wouldn't normally.
In conclusion, Street Cat is a fantastic debut EP and promises only good things for Meg Kirsch’s musical future. It’s the slow burn album that you can instantly restart upon completion.
Individuals preaching a pure gospel with false reasons, whether for selfish ambition or as part of an attack upon us, should be be disassociated with unto their shame. Not because they are enemies, but precisely because they are our brethren. We are to leave them to God in their lack of maturity as they serve Christ for it brings disunity to the church to highlight their immaturity beyond an initial rebuke.
Brontë introduced England to a quietly subversive notion—women are human and deserve the same respect and regard as their male counterparts.
Christ's body and blood in the Eucharist become part of mine. And I am part of Christ's body, the church, which we know triumphs in the end, no matter how our individual bodies decay and die. We need each other, we need all our parts, we need connection.
Like Lent, this hurts, and I don't love it. I've written before about being sacrificed alive: sanctification sucks. But fleeing it, fleeing the pain of being made holy lands you a life you don't actually want, a kind of living death. Aaron was, at least when I knew him, facing up squarely to life. I hope his writing helps you do the same.
What a time to be alive, when Noah Gundersen has like 5 projects going on at once, and you never know when you're going to get one!
Sleep now little baby, adventure and mayhem and siblings (with closets full of tempting footwear) await.
The opportunity to share our sound confessional principles with the American church, comfort those in our pews, and reject unbiblical notions which directly support social oppression cannot go unanswered. I pray that once again Lutherans will be willing to stand up for the Biblical principles they confess.
Of course, Flagship February doesn’t have to be anything like this; it can also simply be about enjoying good beers we’ve forgotten about. Either way, drink independent beer and, when possible, support local business.
