*A poem inspired by my morning run and Psalm 19* It happened this morning. After a run. Wet and fussy. Just out of breath—winded but not heaving. Neighborhood lit with grey glow— bright enough to be day, dim enough to... Continue Reading →
No longer am I a dignified servant, offering my hand for the plow with all the nobility in the world. No, rather, I can hardly keep my head up—I’m a trembling child or a starving peasant, entreating with shaky hands and teary eyes.
In his endorsement for Mark Alan Bowald’s Rendering the Word in Theological Hermeneutics, Kevin Vanhoozer writes that “theological hermeneutics has no more avid cartographer than Mark Bowald.” This is a fitting description of Bowald and the work he does in... Continue Reading →
He shows his love for us not by affirming our brokenness, but by receiving us while still in such a state, and then slapping an expiration date on it.
The presence of vanity, power-hunger, and braggadocios machismo is something that needs to be pointed out in my tribe. My Twitter feed needs to see the egg on its face. This is a prayer that we—me and my people—need: “Heavenly Father, I have no interest in selling doves for the market. Flip the tables. Braid the rope. Taper the whip.”
Take this as an encouragement to cry out to God; let him hear your complaints for the injustice you have experienced and let him hear your request for vindication, and then trust that God will administer justice better than you could ever imagine.
*My first go at a listed click-bait article. This will probably be my last as well. Here goes: Stop it Stop it Stop it Stop it Please stop it Stop it Quit it Cut it out Enough ... Listen, the articles... Continue Reading →
I hope to get this paper published eventually, but I have told enough people about it justify at least post it as a draft. Click here to read the paper: Trinitarian Aesthetics: Beauty, Art, and Triune Harmony