Tuesday, July 31, 2012

On Love Versus the Law (Advisory: Some Chick-Fil-A content)

So, in the spirit of the last post, I purposefully waited a while to post anything about Chicken-Gate so I could have a clear head about what I wanted to say to all three of you.

I'm still not totally sure about this, but here goes.

I have one honest question for those who would participate in and be vocal about supporting Chick-Fil-A as an expression of their Christian faith:

How does this particular action serve to bring those you've labelled as sinners (somehow worse than the rest of us, mind you) into loving relationship with Christ? 

Thursday, July 26, 2012

On Finding Something to Hold On To and a Plea for a Ceasefire.

Fair warning: this is going to be a little rant-y.

As the culture wars flare up once again (don't worry, this post has nothing to do with chicken sandwiches), I find myself forced to take stock of my continued commitment to a cultural phenomenon (because let's face it, that's what Christianity has been reduced to in a lot of ways) that feels increasingly foreign to me.  If this is what Christianity has become, a yelling match between two sides that seem increasingly less interested in dialogue and more interested in demonizing one another, then I'm just not sure how effective it can be in doing the things that its namesake (you know, Christ) taught. 

Monday, July 23, 2012

On Bike Riding, Bullies and Blowing it.

Nothing deep here really, just a fun story. I'm trying to lighten the mood around here a little...all part of my "easing" back into things.

So I rode my bike to work this morning...yeah, the kind you propel with your legs.  Incidentally, there are a lot of hills in Charlottesville, VA.  Imagine that: a town in the foothills of the Blue Ridge has lots of hills.  Most wonderfully, the entrance to my work is also a large hill, so I finished my ride struggling to make it up the last hill, in the lowest gear, feet flying as I pedaled with all my might as the bike went absolutely nowhere.  I was actually going so slow that I was having a hard time keeping the bike steady, and all the while the parade of my co-workers passed by and, at least in my head, laughed at the moron who couldn't get up the hill.

But I digress.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

On Holy Rolling and Social Justice

First, an admin note.  To all three of you (I'm assuming there are only three of you left at this point since I haven't written in three months), I'm sorry I've been gone for so long.  In the last three months, I got a house ready for sale, put it on the market, sold it, went on vacation, found a new job, lived like a nomad, quit my old job and moved across country, got a new place, and started the new job...roughly in that order and all while dragging my poor wife and boys around behind me. 

So please, forgive my absence, things have been, in a word, insane.

I'm going to ease back into this blogging thing by asking a fairly straightforward question that I asked the social networking world today: What would happen if Pentecostals were as passionate about seeking justice as we were about seeking "God's presence" in a worship service?
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