Roadside Grace
Every now and then you brush up against grace in a run of the mill place.
The Sign of the Cross
This is an origin story of Faith in Practice, a medical mission group based in Antigua, Guatemala. I recently spent a week working there.
The Coffee Shop Window
Those two stools, at Saxby’s Coffee Shop: they are a metaphor for my changing role in my relationship with my college-aged son.
A Father and Sunoco
I fueled my tank beneath the phosphorescent lights and felt a pang for the old days. Those days of close togetherness. Father and son.
Priest on the Periphery
If this is not quite a priestly calling like that of the 12, it is nonetheless an evangelical mission of parallel weight and dignity.
The Common Priesthood
A kingdom of priests. Not a people led by a priest. But a kingdom of priests. That is rather extraordinary.
The Breath of the Spirit
“The Lord God formed Adam of dust from the soil, he breathed into his face the breath of life and he became a living being.” (Gen 2:7)
A Christmas Story
A cry. The cry of a baby. The sweetest cry that ever cracked the waves of sound. It trickled like water upon the dirt of the muddy manger.
Before the Red Sea
Water up to his ankles, then his knees, then his chest. Egyptians with chariots and horses behind him. He takes his initial steps before the waters part.
Has the Rain a Father? – Job Pt 5
This is the fifth and final installment in my series on the book of Job. The clouds dissipate and Job receives a vision of God. What kind of vision is this?