Saturday, August 29, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
No faux pas
No cultural awkwardness
No "oops...my bad" moments
I've finished two books (the trouble with Paris, by mark Sayers and Jesus: the final days by Craig evans and nt wright) and eaten two dinners.
Feel full in my belly and brains.
Next? A 14 hour trip into awesomeness.
Thursday, August 06, 2009
When I was a kid, I always thought that being a good Christian meant wearing suits to church and having a Bible cover that doubled as a doily.
When I got older, I thought that people who looked that way weren’t Christians at all, just posers.
I was equally wrong both times and for the same reason.
It takes all kinds.
The church is like particle board, a million bits of odds and ends shoved together and glued.
The church is like a wiener (of the Oscar Meyer variety, that is)—you love it more if you don’t take too much time to dissect all the parts inside.
The church is like L.A.—don’t ask where the weirdo’s came from or how they got there, just accept that they’ve all got a part in some upcoming pilot.
We’re the giant particleboard wiener of Los Angeles.
Listen, I know that seems disturbing but it’s the truth. You and I, together with the mass collection of snowflake Jesus-people have been bound together for one simple reason: to heal the world.