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Pencil and Eraser

March 13, 2014

Pencil and Eraser worked well together, most of the time that is. They needed each other but sometimes they forgot. Pencil was good at communication—filling up a page was no problem. Pencil could say things that would make people laugh. Pencil could say things that could make people cry. Pencil could instruct, motivate, and encourage. Pencil, you see, had a way with words. Eraser was also good at communication, albeit in a different sort of way. Eraser couldn’t fill up a page but knew when there were too many words. Eraser knew when words needed to be changed—even removed. Eraser…

Still Learning

March 6, 2014

Some things I have learned in the past 24 hours… If our dog is bored he will chew the window sill. I like dark chocolate more than I used to. Mormon missionaries knock at your door ask, “Do you have any work for us to do?” Gas prices are going up, again. I don’t think that Melchizedek was a pre-incarnate Jesus any more. I still like red beans and rice. Cortisone shots work. Samuel Rutherford could really write letters. Two Tylenol PM taken with two melatonin pills really knocks you out. I still believe in Dustin Ackley. Man, it rains…

Dogs go to Heaven?

February 27, 2014

Early in the pastorate, parents of six children called me to their home. The beloved family pet had died, and the kids had important questions they needed answered: “Will we see our dog again? Is he in heaven?” I recall giving a theological response that probably left them a little cold—something about only humans having a soul. Years later, I happily took up the conversation with them again. I told them I had reconsidered my position on the matter; having forgotten that at the end of the age there not only is a promised new heaven, but also a new…

Where’s My Romantic Comedy?

February 6, 2014

“Where you been Gabe?” Mike pretty much knew the answer; like himself, his colleague traveled a great deal. Both trekked the world—literally. Gabe gave the courtesy of an answer anyway, “Just got back from the northwest; prior to that I was in the south region for a while.” Having similar positions in the Company, they knew each other’s job well. Gabe politely threw the question back at Mike, “How ‘bout you, where have you been?” “Where haven’t I been is the better question?” Mike said, with a smile. Gabe knew what he meant. “I have been thinking about something though,”…

Voting for Slaughter

January 30, 2014

Last week was the 41st anniversary of Roe v. Wade. Large numbers can make us squint but here’s the tally: 57 million babies slaughtered since 1974. That’s about 3,200 lives every day in our nation since some black robes in D.C. said it’s OK to ignore the Sixth Commandment. Perhaps you don’t like the word “slaughtered.” Have you seen what’s left behind? I saw some photos this past week. If “slaughtered” doesn’t fit, it’s because it’s not strong enough. Some pastors (Frances Chan and John Piper, to name two) have showed their congregations photos of an abortion’s aftermath in case…

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