The grocery cart announced Jed’s arrival long before he came into view. The front-left wheel squealed with each rotation, a metallic protest that had become his signature sound in Legalville. Jed didn’t notice the town’s pitiful glances. After fifteen years of collecting cans and bottles, he had perfected the art of being simultaneously visible and…
Tag: Grace
Who Touched Me?
“You see the people crowding against you,” His disciples answered, “and yet you can ask, ‘Who touched me?’” i wonder if the angels ask Him that on Sundays. Jesus looks through this mass of believers millions speaking singing and seeking a whirlwind of worship as the world spins from sun’s rise to fall. “Who touched…
Grace is on a Family Tree
My friend loves Jesus. That sounds commonplace, doesn’t it? It becomes less pedestrian when I tell you that his Mom died a drug addict and his father was a devout atheist. My friend was gloriously saved at the age of 10 at a Vacation Bible School event and never looked back. This. Makes. No. Sense….
It’s not about Legalism
We are a savage tribe. Often hiding behind our rules to make us as a sort of spiritual hall pass. We live in a world where poverty is the dominant issue and we, the rich Christian nations, are more concerned about sports, tax breaks, and oil prices. In a larger sense our prayers are feeble…
A Shepherd’s Portrait
Actor #1: “The Lord is my shepherd,” David writes. Actor #2: But what kind of shepherd is God? Through the years we have asked this question. Actor #1: The deceiver has painted many portraits of God as shepherd. Perhaps you have one hidden away in the gallery of your psyche. Here are a few: Actor #2: Imposter #1—…
The Romance of the Ages
He: It’s a strange and timeless story. She: A love story. He: The story of Hosea and his wife. She: And her name? He: The story is a whole lot better if you don’t have to say the name. She: But her name is important. He: I know but— She: Her name was Gomer. He: If there is a lesson to be learned from…
Amazing Grace
Use these monologues in between singing the verses of “Amazing Grace! How Sweet the Sound,” No. 330, The Baptist Hymnal, 1991. Costumes are not necessary. This could be done as a reading. Soldier: I looked at Him as He died on that hill. The passion, the sorrow, the love in His eyes consumed me. My comrades hurled insults…
Letting God Out of the Box
I’m always amazed how the church as a whole is so quick to throw rocks at the sheep in the fold. We question each other’s theology, spar over worship philosophy. We’ve got more fusses than one tongue can tell while outside the world is going to hell. We are driven by creeds, and motions, and…
My Journey
I don’t know your journey. But as for me, I needed radical salvation. I needed a Warrior that could battle through the jungles of flesh. I needed a Savior who would run through the firestorms of catastrophic thoughts. One who would withstand the galloping wildebeests of my vain ambition. One who would swim the channels…
The Love of God
His love is perfect. It never fails me. His love knows no limit, no barrier, no faltering weakness His love is for me. Wrapped in grace and tied together in time. Hidden, a treasure worth more than any riches on earth. Promised before my birth. It consumes me His love is every bit of what I…