Your Story. Your voice. the best it can be.
I think we all have trouble sitting with the idea of no explanation. This spills over into every aspect of my own spiritual life. Maybe yours, too? I struggle with the why of so many things–big things like hell, violence, inequality, suffering, and disease; and small things like why I can’t keep my days and nights straight.
We say it (usually) with good intentions. But to the unchurched, it can sound confusing or even divisive.
“Why don’t you go to another church?”
“Because I’m Catholic,” Harold answered.
“You’re not Catholic,” I argued, “if you don’t believe what they teach.”
Harold just smiled. “I’m Catholic.”
Harold and I were in high school, those extraordinary years of challenging our parents and forming opinions of our own. In some ways . . .
Whoever you are, right this minute, imagine that God accepts you, and that He calls you holy, pure, blameless. And not because He’s just tolerant, but because you are holy to Him. Not after you clean up. Not after you deal with some things. Right now. This minute. What would that feel like?
Israel Cohen grew up in a Jewish family, believing that Jesus is for Gentiles. He was surprised to see Jesus in his Jewish Bible.
When God first breathed life into the first human being, the first responsibility he gave that man was to take care of the earth. God gave Adam plants and trees to tend, and animals as companions, before the creation of the first woman (Genesis 2:15-22). Before allowing the earth to be populated by humans, God made sure man understood it was his responsibility to nurture and protect the earth for the coming generations.
I was in first grade when my world became desegregated. It was 1969–five years after the Civil Rights Act of 1964, and almost two years after Tampa’s three-day-long race riot, complete with a National Guard presence.
“But that’s your Christmas,” my neighbor insisted, after I explained to her that the menorah on the table was for Hanukkah.
“No,” I said,”It’s not. It’s Hanukkah.”
“Right. Your Christmas.” She smiled her tolerant smile.
“It’s a different thing…” I started, but she had made up her mind…
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If you’re not building a booth to celebrate Sukkot, try some of these ideas to keep joy in the season.
Your Story. Your voice. the best it can be.
A personal blog by John Parsons, author of the Hebrew for Christians web site.
Your Story. Your voice. the best it can be.
Your Story. Your voice. the best it can be.
Your Story. Your voice. the best it can be.
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