Though I was born in 1964, I don’t believe I fully appreciated life until April 16, 2001. That was the morning I awoke in my own bed after spending six days in the hospital. The reasons for this hospital stay could fill a book; suffice it to say that for the first time since 1987,… Read More Moving from small to whole
In our last episode, you learned that I spent the week in Storm Lake, Iowa, attending Synod School with a bunch of Presbyterians. Six hundred and thirty-nine of them, to be exact. There is much to tell. Oh-so-much. So much that you will be receiving it in doses. Today’s dose will cover my overall impression… Read More Back in a dorm, chance meetings, and memories of my first kiss
Ah, man, I like chickadees! Yeah, sorry about that. Listen, we really wanted to talk about chickadees – and tell you about other visitors to the bird feeder! – but a certain angel chick on our shoulder was having none of it. She claimed we needed to do a follow up from last week’s post,… Read More No chickadees this week. Instead, let’s talk more about racism
A few days ago we had our first real, honest-to-goodness snowstorm. It’s Dog’s first and she’s not sure what to make of it. I, on the other hand, love it. I also love the gray skies and the way my phone claimed it was -4° when I woke up yesterday. Mind over matter, folks. Mind… Read More Praying for Snow
When I first had the idea of a Bad Theology series, I knew I wouldn’t lack for examples. It’s just that… well… shoot. I wish it wasn’t so gosh-darned easy. This was found on Facebook last week. As in, the week before Easter. Holy Week. Sigh.
This is my second theology post with a Bizarro comic. I fear if this continues, I’m going to have to add Dan Piraro as a cowriter and give him a cut of my earnings. As much as I love this comic – as well as most every comic Piraro puts forth (here’s his blog, by… Read More Righteousness is a Dangerous Business
A Facebook friend shared this with me: Dang funny, I gotta admit. Of course, as it was Western Europe who dominated the faith and its art for so long, it stands to reason they depicted Jesus to look like themselves. And in my opinion, that’s okay. There’s just one eensy, weensy, problem…
Time for round two in our quest to find a Bumper Sticker worthy of a good Theologian. Please drive safely and use your blinkers. Jesus Christ: the only product you need…