Joy is a little act of resistance against the world as it is. It is a little glimpse of the kingdom of God.
There are blessings all around us. There’s steadfast love and constant faithfulness. There might even be enough and more than enough.
Even if I erased every trace of those events in the history books, my presence here would still be a living testament to them. That’s not guilt. That’s not shame. That’s just a fact.
When we are being the church who God calls us to be, we are one body and we need all the bits. When we are being the church who God calls us to be, you matter. We cannot be who we are called to be without you.
I do not fear God and to not respect the people and I do not care about the cries of some little old lady. But she’s never going to stop. So I will give her justice.
There are more love songs than anything else. If lyrics could make us do anything, we’d all love each other
Maya Angelou once said, “I’m always amazed when people walk up to me and say, ‘I’m a Christian.’ I think, ‘Already? You already got it?’ I’m working at it.”
A melting pot might be fine for metal. And an immersion blender is great for soup. But they are not for people.
My whole life... was one long struggle not to be laughed at.
Three words: Traditional. Swedish. Tacos.