Some opportunities for acts of faith are greater and more frequent than others, and not everyone is called to take the same kind of risks. But, still, God is God, and the Lord isn’t going to stop listening to us any time soon.
In this Christmas season, help us be willing to be a person, like Jesus and the Centurion, who shares healing words, reshapes cultural expectations, and encourages others that healing takes on various forms of faith.
In many of my favorite memories with Grandpa and Grandma, our family was sitting around their table. She was a meat-and-potatoes-chocolate-cake-with-seven-minute-frosting kind of cook. Delicious.
There is a perception among some today that science is necessarily equated with progress because it is dedicated to advancing knowledge; but ethics is mostly about applying abstract ideals to questions whose answers should be clear to most people, and mostly just results leads to red tape and process-driven institutional review boards. If anything, for people who hold this view, the real purpose of “ethics” seems to be to impede science, progress and human flourishing.
My faith is central to who I am, whether that’s in my private life or my public life. I wouldn’t know how to separate Chuck Grassley the U.S. Senator from Chuck Grassley the Christian even if I wanted to, and it would make me a poor ambassador for Christ if I tried to hide my faith.
The anxiety ran unchecked in my mind and caused me to doubt everything: relationships, my abilities and knowledge, God’s existence, whether I had faith, whether someone who doubts God and cannot find his own faith during his fifth year of seminary ought to be a pastor.