I returned from Colorado almost 2 weeks ago and since have been working hard with our staff team to prepare for the beginning of a new semester. I have been involved with three different retreats since being back, and I just got back today from the last of the three. This last retreat was for the student leaders in our church and it was as impassioning for me as I believe it was for our students. It is a privilege to lead students who have a deep passion for the Lord and college ministry.
I thoroughly enjoyed the remainder of my time in Colorado Continue reading
I have been co-teaching a workshop the past four weeks on the Witness of the Church. It has proved to be a great deal of fun and particularly challenging in a few areas. In any case, we have been unpacking some themes in Scripture that give form to the idea of God’s people as witnesses.
In the first week we talked about how a witness primarily has to do with a way of being as opposed to any of sort of doing that we appropriate to what it might mean to be a witness. Simply put, God has made us witnesses in Christ. It is a part of our identity and therefore it is part and parcel to what it means to be a follower of Jesus. Witness as Identity is foundational in understanding what it means for Church as a witness to Jesus Christ. It is all about learning to be what we have already become.
I just started Center Church by Tim Keller and am thoroughly enjoying it!
Here is a quote by David Foster Wallace that Keller use to promote a Gospel-Centered Theology. Continue reading
My 23rd Surprise Birthday Dinner
Well, another year has passed. There is something sad about growing older but I also notice a sense of joy in it as well. For me it means another year of experiences and relationships and goodness. But it is also a reminder that I am not here forever. Death is real, and it is the road we all walk. Somehow, I live in the tension of feeling great joy and great sadness in turning another year older. Continue reading
I recently bought A Timbered Choir by Wendell Berry and I am thoroughly captivated by his poetical voice. I have wanted to read some Wendell Berry when I first heard of him about a year ago, but I am just now getting around to it. Here is a poem of his that I have been reflecting on for the past two days.
To sit and look at light-filled leaves
May let us see, or seem to see, Continue reading