Your church can help heal divisions by addressing your community’s pain. Your church’s works of justice and mercy have never been more important.
Even in this wild adventure, we are reminded of God’s peace that does not depend on outcome, or circumstances, or conditions. It lives within us.
The psalmist said that it is good and pleasant when we dwell together in unity. But not all things that are pleasant are good – and not all things that are good are pleasant.
How do we know when to quit, dust off our feet and move on? Or to plant our dusty feet on the earth, and start singing ‘We shall not be moved’?
My job is to tap into the source for the sake of that which is depending on me. God’s care was never meant to inspire carelessness in us.
Where would we be today if God had only loved us without giving us a gift that visibly and tangibly expressed that love?
Today, or last week, or right this minute, someone – some dreamer – is casting a vision that may trouble you or trouble me because it threatens some value we hold.
Change happens. But here’s what hasn’t changed: We’re still just trying to connect with each other and share God’s love.
These days, standing within five feet of anyone feels so intimate. Seeing someone’s smile unmasked? Enough to start your blood pumping. So dangerous.
Going places doesn’t necessarily make a life richer, not if all you ever do is take the well-worn route up the ladder of success or down the road of self-preoccupation.
Maybe the largest offense is not disobedience but lack of trust. What if, rather than pointing the finger or hiding, Adam, Eve, Peter, any of us, bravely asked for forgiveness?
As I fight to end systemic oppression, I have to remind myself to slow down and listen to the stories of individuals who are impacted by that oppression.
One opening is often all it takes for the Spirit to invade. Sometimes it hurts. In every case, it aims to heal.
At least once a week, another friend tells me they’re swearing off social media. One can’t take all the negativity. Another says she is drowning. I daresay Jesus understands.
Until there is a vaccine, let’s find other ways to touch one another – with all the love and care of the God who reaches out to us in enfleshed presence.