Today is the church’s traditional celebration of Epiphany. The church I serve recognizes the “five evangelical feast days” during the Christian year. While Epiphany is not one of them, by gathering for a meal as a congregation, for what we call our “Epiphany Feast,” this event helps us continue to enjoy Christmas into January, as well as marks the beginning of our new year together as yoked-together believers in one local body. I’m posting the essay below (delivered previously this past Advent as a sermon on Christmas) as a reminder that Christmas, and its underlying doctrine of Incarnation, is more than just a day for shopping, that we can toss out to the curb like a dried up, has-been pine tree once the new year hits.
Zap! Like a loop of wires in your house, your mind is only suited to carry a certain level of “current” when it comes to theological truth. The following five truths–more like riddles–will trip the circuit in your brain if you think too hard about them. Yet, contemplating such truths is the perfect antidote for Christmas consumer ‘excess’ and a great way to prepare your heart to receive the Christ this Christmas season. Continue reading →
Listening to the radio and reading the paper today there seems to be no end to the expression of “surprise” and “shock” and even “disbelief” over the fact that Donald Trump now stands as the president-elect of the United States of America.
While I felt similarly, it occurs to me: not everything is strange. Not everything is unclear. In fact, here are ten truths, in the form of “affirmations”–“yeses”–which every God-fearing, Bible-believing American can stand behind with certainty, confidence, and even joy the day after a bewildering election cycle concluded. Continue reading →
I’d like to explain why I hate the murder of children.
I hate it because it is wrong to take something from someone who can’t protect or defend himself.
Like the five year old girl I read about last week. She was allegedly photographed, and fondled, for years by her Aunt and that Aunt’s boyfriend, 41 year old Alex Capasso, a famous Jersey “chef”.
Like Autumn Pasquale, the girl in Clayton, NJ, who, three years ago was lured into a house by two older teenage boys and then killed for her bike parts.
Like the boys in the new documentary Wolfpack, who were kept (locked) inside their house by their dad their nearly their entire childhood. Not killed, but still robbed, don’t you think?
So I don’t think its right to take things from people, especially little people. In football, its okay: Big people hurt little people. But in our neighborhoods, and on our streets, and in our houses, big people don’t–shouldn’t–hurt, but should protect, the little people.