I need the Daily Office. I need the daily confession. I need the daily reminder of the creed. In this time, it is even more vital.
The Sermon on the Mountain is calling out to me again. I am writing with more purpose, deciding to write out my thoughts on the Sermon with as much fullness as possible. Honestly, I want a book length product. Not to publish. Just to know I can do it.
I’m learning more and more about Kickstarter, Substack, Patreon, etc. It’s a fascinating avenue for writers and artists.
There is no guarantee of preserving anything, but I’ve found myself utilizing pen and paper more, like I’m going “retro.”
When you come, bring the cloak that I left with Carpus at Troas, and my scrolls, especially the parchments. (2 Tim. 4:13)
Paul knows his time is short. He is in prison and near the end of his appeals process. It doesn’t look good and execution is close. With this end in sight, what does he focus on?
I have some blocks of time to type up my notes for a work I hope to call “Living in Babylon.” A couple of observations.
I’ve been able to grab a little extra time so I have returned to typing up my notes for a book I’m trying to hash out. I don’t know when I put some of these notes in (as far as a timeline) but a few thoughts that came together at some point in the past and I am haunted by them now:
Off and on for the past several years I have “picked at” the idea I have called “Living in Babylon.” It has been a deep stirring in my heart to say something or write something about this shift we are experiencing in American Christianity. For the past several months I’ve tried to consolidate my thoughts and begin to write something more concrete.
I have been away for a couple of days forcing myself to write. My wife has been insisting I get some things down in a book format instead of piece mealing things together in scattered teachings and blog posts.
Where I decided to focus was around several thoughts on our incredibly changing times. As I was putting all this together over the past couple of days, I was not filled with angst. I was not filled with fear. I haven’t felt that way at all, even though I am fully aware of the HUGE changes we are experiencing and will continue to experience as the Church in America.
As I am putting all this together, I am full of HOPE. This is probably the greatest OPPORTUNITY for the Church in America. If we can get our heads up, our minds clear, and our hearts fully on Jesus, we just may see that these changes are not going to waste. There are tough changes, to be sure, but at the other end of all this we have the opportunity to actually be the Church of the Living God.
I am not filled with fear or anxiety. I am filled with HOPE.
There is a great work ahead of us. I am excited to be getting at it!