Saturday I was greeted with the terrible news that Rachele Held Evans had passed away. I’m heartbroken.
When I was a Junior in college I remember collapsing into a chair in a professor’s office. I’d just had an encounter with the type of anti-intellectual attitude which would eventually drive me from Evangelicalism, but at the time it was like be blindsided.
Advent is a season that I call the “Painful Hope.” But on Christmas, like Easter a bit later in the year, something amazing happens.
The local Church is the Hope of the world 1. I hear this phrase uttered in churchy settings from time to time, mostly by pastors who came of age in the height of the “seeker sensitive” movement in the 80’s and 90’s. Every time I hear it I cringe. Not only is this message wrong,…
I wrote this last night as the weariness of this world crept over me.
The season of Advent is almost upon us, which always brings one of my favorite hymns to mind, “O Come, O Come Emmanuel.”