Tag: Acts

And the thing is those are my kids. Those are our kids. And not just the ones who come to this church, but all of them. Because there is no such thing as other people’s children.
An offering here for the planting and here for the harvest. A sacrifice here for victory and here for recovery. An altar here to Athena, and here to Hephaestus, and here to an unknown god.
Sometimes, all that we can do is put one foot in front of the other, and take the next step, and do the next thing, and hope.
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.”
Three words: Traditional. Swedish. Tacos.
That might seem like a small thing to do; but it is a brave thing to do.
Sometimes, I have even been the people who I aspire to be… for a while.
We are called to be reckless in our welcome. We are called to be extravagant in our celebration. We are called to be warm in our embrace.
Christ lives in the world, in every pleading face and outstretched hand, asking us to believe that there is enough and more than enough.
I’ve been saying it for weeks now, in one way or another: the church is not what we thought it was. The church isn’t the building or the steeple. It’s not the sanctuary or the pulpit or the pews. It isn’t the classrooms or fellowship hall. The church isn’t even a place. It’s something… else.

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