

A Holiday Reflection
Another year and another Christmas and another go of me thinking about how much the Incarnation absolutely rules. It’s really something that God looked down on a world that was in true disarray—a dumpster fire, of sorts—and said “yeah, I’m going in.” And the omnipotent, eternal, cosmic Logos showed up here in a small wooden trough as a fragile, small, mortal baby. It’s really something.
In the midst of war, strife, persecution, suffering, and uncertainty... God lived. God l


Holiday Reflection
Another year and another Christmas and another go of me thinking about how much the Incarnation absolutely rules. It’s really something that God looked down on a world that was in true disarray—a dumpster fire, of sorts—and said “yeah, I’m going in.” And the omnipotent, eternal, cosmic Logos showed up here in a small wooden trough as a fragile, small, mortal baby. It’s really something. In the midst of war, strife, persecution, suffering, and uncertainty... God lived. God liv


We have nothing to prove to one another, we have only to remember our worth
Have you ever been part of a Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, NextDoor, or Yahoo Groups argument? They happen all the time. What might begin as a simply a post about a new stop sign or city council meeting will, 200 comments later, have gone down a rabbit hole of conspiracy theory and Civil War apologetics, or worse. Some people find these arguments hilarious (to watch), some find them thrilling (to engage), some (most, maybe) find them simply annoying. But among social-justice