The Morning After
When it feels like everything is over maybe you’re standing in front of the part you can’t see past right now. There’s another chapter on the other side of that door.
When it feels like everything is over maybe you’re standing in front of the part you can’t see past right now. There’s another chapter on the other side of that door.
The life we live between the homes is the whole point of discipleship.
If we don’t smell like sheep, the sheep will never trust us or follow us. Leaders need to be where their people are.
A dying dream doesn’t mean the end of the story. Sometimes a closed door is the launch of a new chapter.
Two parallel lines that never cross cannot make each other more bold. What would happen if these paths could cross?
What do you do when what got you here, can’t get you there? Just finished “Canoeing the Mountains” by Tod Bolsinger, and I can’t stop thinking about the image at the center of it. A canoe, strapped to exhausted men’s backs, being carried over a mountain range because the river ran out.
There’s a chain that can’t be broken. It started before you and it will go beyond you. What part will you play in keeping this chain going?
Two altars in rural Iowa have gone cold. The hymnals, the memorial gifts, the building fund…all of it scattered now, like ashes to a prairie wind. It didn’t have to happen. A young man was ready to be trained and called. He wasn’t 40 yet.
We have become experts at identifying what’s wrong with everyone else’s ministry while neglecting the mission God actually gave us.
Honest post: why I’m still LCMS, even when it frustrates me.
Not a defense with my eyes closed. Not a critic with one foot out the door. Just the truth about what keeps me here theology, sacraments, liturgy, and a family I didn’t choose but wouldn’t trade.