I think I’ve always wanted to be a part of something bigger than myself. Haven’t you? When my brothers and I would play in the back yard we imagined being warriors for some great cause. Or, when we were older we would set up back yard Olympics and compete for our country. There’s an allure to being a part of something outside of ourselves, something important, something bigger.
I have a dirty little secret to tell you: I love postmodernism.
There, I said it. It’s out in the open. It’s true. I love how malleable the worldview is. The insistence on community over the individual. The constant questioning of authority. Looking to oneself and experience as the highest authority makes me feel powerful and in control.
There are times when I am overwhelmed. I get caught up in all the stuff that is happening in life and ministry. When that happens I feel anxious and angry. I get “strategic” and I make plans. I try and figure out how to make things work. My plans don’t usually accomplish what I think they will. Continue reading On Prayer
When I was a new Christian I was arrogant, no, I was a prick. I remember an ugly scene with one of my good friends. I was on my way out to attend a retreat in college and my friend said he was coming with me. Last minute, he decided not to go. We got into a shouting match about his faith. Pretty “Christ-like” eh? Continue reading Humility in Certainty