The men’s Bible study I am a part of at my church is going through the Gospel of Matthew. We’re just getting started so I was reflecting on Matthew 3 this week. John the Baptist comes along and Matthew identifies him as the one crying out in the wilderness.
As we were discussing this Isaiah passage where Matthew draws from to identify John, I thought about the use of the wilderness throughout Scripture. Continue reading “What the wilderness teaches us”
Our true fear as culturalized Christians is we like power and provision. We’re doing well. We’re in the spheres of influence. To give that up willingly is an abhorrent thought.
This pastor is one I have as a “friend” on Facebook. I love reading his blog as well. His views on the American Church and elections are something I think should be heard. Of course, there is disagreement. But this interview is worth 20 or so minutes of listening.
The past couple of weeks have been contemplative for me because of issues I’ve reflected on in the last few posts. This morning I woke up with the same thoughts. They were slightly different, but when I go back and read my last few posts, especially the longer one I linked to on the Daniel Generation, it was the Spirit speaking to me yet again about our need for repentance. Continue reading “The road to Babylon”
I am tired. Weary. The news… social media… all around I am confronted with how we are behaving as Americans… as Christians…
I am tired. Weary. Continue reading “The refreshing presence of Jesus in the Word”
Our rigid ideologies may be couched in “sacred” terms at times, but we need to understand the liturgy of our culture.
From the “right” to the “left” we are in liturgies to the different gods of our age. The demands are stringent. But to the “right” or the “left”, what is being sacrificed is the same thing: it is our children.
We will keep singing our righteous songs as to why OUR rigid ideologies are “right” and the other side is “wrong.” The gods of this age don’t care. The worship keeps coming and the next generation keeps getting sacrificed.
Lord, we are blind. Somehow, please open our eyes!
We are less than three weeks from a huge change in our lives. Our house is sold, the movers are scheduled, and we are wrapping up our time in Minneapolis.
I am walking through my “lasts” in these final weeks. Continue reading “The question of “what next””