it’s not About Me, at least not entirely

I started this blog a couple of years ago because I would go to a Bible study, or read a book or a devotional, and have some kind of interesting thought or even a revelation about God, or faith, or living as a Christian. I would go home to my empty house and want to tell someone about it, but I lived alone.

Eventually the thought occurred to me to try to write those things out, and even to post them on a blog. But, I didn’t really tell anyone about it. And while you’re scratching your head, wondering how blogging to no one is different than talking to myself as I stand over the kitchen sink eating my dinner, I’ll tell you that it is pretty much the same. And really different.

Writing these things out helped me solidify what would have otherwise been fleeting ideas and revelations. I’ve learned from the process; and I think that is evident in the writing to anyone who’s daring enough to sift through this blog’s history.

The point never was to make myself out to be an authority on Christianity. I am neither a dead English apologist, nor a perky blond Texan. This is just me, trying to figure a thing or two out; which may or may not be helpful or interesting to those who happen to wander onto this site.   While I think some of my older posts may have a tone that comes off like I know something that you need to know too, that was never my attitude nor perspective.  Hopefully my tone is more genuine these days.

What you can expect to see from here on out is more of the things that I learn, the things I discover, and the things that interest or even excite me. The occasional video, or image should be expected.  You may even see that the posts become more and more broad, and more loosely related to one another.  That’s because I’m learning about God in a whole bunch of different ways, some of them more subtle than others.

What you can expect not to see here are posts about my knitting club, my love for cats or videos of my children.  Not that those things don’t make great blogs, but none of them are applicable to my life.  So you may or may not get to know me better.  But I don’t feel like that’s the point of this blog, anyway.  It’s why I never did the obligatory ‘About Me’ post, so common on blogger.

Bible Study Begins Tonight!

Tonight we kick off our 10 week study of Esther, ala Beth Moore. I am excited, because I think we’ll have a fun and unique group. I’m also excited because this is, hands down, my favorite Old Testament book. Why? Not because our protagonist is a woman (although that is refresing). Esther is written without direct reference to God–he’s never mentioned by name, and is never mentioned as having specifically intervened any way throughout Ester’s story. In fact, this has brought the book under scrutiny in the past, with some historical critics claiming that it shouldn’t be considered part of the Bible. But I think that the subtlety of God’s presence throughout the book is it’s brilliance.

How often do you hear a narrator, like Harold Crick, over your life story saying “and then God did this…”? How often do you literally wrestle with angles, encounter burning bushes or see Jesus walk through the wall of your living room? Esther’s story reads a lot like how we experince daily life. God’s hands are all over it, there’s no doubt, but the book is devoid of the dramatic biblical devices that we equate with God’s involvement yet hardly encounter in our own lives. I think sometimes when we read stories in the Bible recounting the unbelieveable, we do actually find them unbelieveable. Our familiarity with these stories allows us to categorize them with fairy tales we were told as children. It’s not that we don’t believe God parted the Red Sea, we just don’t think that’s the same God we encounter today.

Well folks, it is. And Esther’s story–a story that happens right in the middle of a whole lot of unbelievable activity–that reminds us that God is present in our life too; even if we can’t hear a narrator tell us so.

Lesson from Psalm 1

There was a college student named Ben, who was given the assignment in one of his classes to make a presentation in class about a local hero. This hero was a firefighter who happened to live only a few blocks away from Ben, who had recently become a local celebrity due to his heroic efforts in a recent fire (he saved the parents, the kids, the pets, even the family picture album before the whole house went down in flames). Continue reading “Lesson from Psalm 1”

Familiarity has bred neglect?

Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes with the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can Extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. ”
Ephesians 6: 14-17

Ok, sure, we’ve all heard this one a few times, haven’t we? You might even be recalling a dorky cartoon image of a warrior, all outfitted in shiny metal armor; a common staple of Sunday school classrooms. Continue reading “Familiarity has bred neglect?”