Zero is where you lose yourself. Zero is where you’re dead. Because you have to be dead before you can be resurrected. I woke up this morning thinking about losing all my joints. Little by little they just stop moving. I imagine myself in the future like a paper doll, or maybe cardboard, because even […]
There was a time when no one would would have to ask. You would be the first one in the prayer line. “Yes, me! I want to be healed!” That was eighty-five prayer lines, seven healing conferences, and two-thousand-hands-laid-on-you ago.
God isn’t worried about his reputation. He’s not concerned if he looks like a liar, a failure, a no show, or hoax. Time and again, God risks ridicule and mockery. When his “father of many nations” has only one son after 100 years, his promised “Exodus,” is stymied by Pharaoh’s whims, and his “Savior” can’t […]
A response to Joe Bunting’s Fail Faster (So You Can Become a Better Writer). “Writers are terrible judges of their own work,” Joe said. The words resonated deep in the recesses of my soul. All my life, I was the student in the front row, needing that big red “A” to tell me I was […]
Brain dead. Like anything dead, it seems so final. I’m sitting beside my father’s death bed. There’s that word again. Death. It’s why you say goodbye when you can. Why you say, thank you and I love you, over and over. So when the only sound is the shallow breathing of the ventilator and the […]
The woman had never paid much attention to the serpent, not that she could recall. He had stayed on the periphery, his voice interjecting occasionally, but always under the radar.
Musing on Genesis 2 I’m surprised to discover, after all the hoopla of the first five days of creation, that we’re still just looking at dirt. I always pictured God creating this lush green earth, teeming with creatures, and then plunking man down in the middle of it. But apparently, that’s not necessarily how it happened. […]
The killing had been quick and easy. Too easy. Abel had suspected nothing and offered no resistance. In a moment the light had gone out of his brother’s eyes, “like one of his sacrificial lambs,” Cain thought, but immediately he dismissed it from his mind. He had just finished washing his hands. The dirt from […]
Musing on Genesis 2 On Day 6, God gets his hands dirty. He forms a man out of the dust, gets his face in there and breathes his very own breath into the man’s nostrils. God and man face to face, up close and personal. The earth needs a man to cultivate it, and God […]
Cain loved the smell of the earth. His father and mother said it was cursed. “Farming was a lot easier back in the day,” his father would say, with that faraway look in his eyes. He said God had given them the job of working the earth, and Cain enjoyed the challenge of coaxing life […]
“The serpent deceived me,” the woman said, hoping to mitigate what she was about to say next. “That’s why I ate it.” She was relieved when God turned his attention to the serpent.