Forgiveness is a difficult thing. It’s difficult because we want to make it about the person we’re forgiving, but it’s really about who we are and who we serve.
The Sunday nearest Independence Day has, on occasion, provoked a question from some folks in my congregation, “Why didn’t we sing any patriotic songs this morning?” My answer is always the same.
This has been a tough week. I’ve been a pastor for 18 years, and in that time I’ve dealt with a lot of death. It kinda comes with the calling. This week has been different.
My theology of worship is mystical. I can’t count the number of times I’ve mentioned it at Central over the years, but my theology is supported by the very space in which our community worships. Central’s stained glass is filled with images from the book of Revelation
“I didn’t know you could sing!” It was a refrain I heard quite a bit Saturday morning at ABCNJ’s annual spring training event.
One of the things I pointed out in my sermon this week is that I love church buildings and church architecture. Central Baptist’s sanctuary is so lovely it’s brought me…