My Story of Faith

As I entered the later years of my high school church experience, I yearned for tradition and community that could be found outside of my congregation’s four-walls. I would often go home from my seeker friendly, 150+ student youth group of lights, games, and a Jesus loves you message devastated and crushed, crying to my dad, “Is this all the church has to offer?”

Who Sets the Pace?

We are called to run, to persevere in our faith. There is a race before us that we are called to be a part of. Anyone who races – or watches races – knows it is involves pacing one’s self. In a sprint, that pacing is very important before the race. A marathon, on the other, is all about setting a pace at the beginning and sticking to it.

Finding Ourselves in the Word

I recently finished my third and final Hebrew class for seminary. Hebrew is unlike anything else I have ever taken, including Greek. With Greek, which I have taken seven semesters of total – four in undergrad, three in grad – all the letters were at least familiar. Not only do most of us know them …

The One Where I Turn 30

In the book of Ezekiel, we learn that Ezekiel has just turned thirty. In fact, he is thirty years old, four months, and five days. Ezekiel was part of the second group exiled to Babylon along with King Jehoiachin and the nobles. (The first group was about a decade previously and included Daniel). When the …

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