My calling ripples out from my identity in concentric circles, next expressing itself in a Spirit-led posture.
Not many people I know are personally prohibitionists, but the legacy of that movement still casts a long shadow over our social norms, if not our moral code. Should it?
The change that we are looking for does not occur solely through rioting or wearing a t-shirt with a slogan on it.
From a young age, most of us were taught that there are certain words that Christians just shouldn’t say. The rule is easy—don’t cuss—but easy rules can be deceptive.
A “God in tears” compels me to cultivate deep relationships and put into practice the way of Jesus. It is his expression of perfect love choosing to enter into our suffering that compels my heart to sing!
How would one begin to walk with the spiritually curious, accomplished Seattleite? Where would one begin to engage in the story of Jesus in a culture disoriented to the Gospel story?