Cusick and my Gospel
I sat licking my spoon. The ice cream was really good. So was the sermon. Cusick was not referencing Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John…
Tag: Jesus
An Ingalls Easter
I feel like Caroline Ingalls, attempting to preserve civilization on the frontier wilds, with her tiny gilt-toed shepherdess on the mantel.
Dingalingaling heaven
I would like to hear from you. What formed your ideas of heaven? How did you learn what you know?
OtherSpeak: The Emmaus of In-Between
Rachael Lofgren tells a story of walking with Jesus when we don’t know the way. What can He mean? Where is He going with this?
In which my year begins with worship
Lord, you know me intimately: my then, my now, my after – as you know all that is in the universe.
(Dis)orienting experiences
I went to a Supper to taste the Christ, I was so hungry for him. So very hungry after months of vacuity, and when I received the bread he was suddenly there, in me.