How should I pray?

As the parent now of three year olds, we’re starting to get into some really fun theological training. For instance, we started to recognize that they were noticing Christmas lights as we were driving around town, and so we started to say that Christmas was about Baby Jesus, and that Baby Jesus came to tell us that God loves everybody. Which, as far as it goes, is about as profound theology as a p…

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Which type of pen should I use?

A debate is raging in the offices here at Westminster. It is particularly fierce in Ed’s office. I know from recent experience that the internal debate is always just beneath the surface, waiting to explode upon the waiting world. And the debate of course is which kind of pen is the best kind of pen? For me and my household, the answer is clear. I prefer a Pilot G2, specifically a 07 thickness. E…

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Where are my car keys?

A few weeks ago, we celebrated Catacombs here at the church. What is Catacombs you ask? It is a game that is played with the youth group that essentially turns the story of the early church into a game of hide and seek. There are little theological lessons to be learned in there, but really it’s all about having some fun. We play here at the church, with all the lights turned off, all night long. A…

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Coffee and Creation

Every morning has a routine, albeit easily interrupted and rearranged. But for me, the basics are the same. Wake up. Throw on a t-shirt and some gym shorts. Take care of a few items in the bathroom. Then, and this is non-negotiable, I head to the kitchen to brew some coffee. On the mornings where I’m in a rush, I will use the drip machine because of its ease and speed. But if there’s a bit of tim…

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Fear for our lives.

There are moments in my life where all I can think is “How did I end up here?” One such moment was a whole bunch of years ago, at a different church, as I was standing approximately 30 feet in the air (it felt like 30,000) on a platform no bigger than my shoes. I was strapped in to a harness, and that harness was attached to a rope, and that rope was being held by one volunteer and three stu…

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