You’ve got to put something in if you want to get something out!
Bobby and Fred were driving the Alabama foothills on a sweltering August afternoon. They were hot and they were thirsty. Eying an old water pump outside an abandoned farmhouse, the two decided to pull over and "try their luck." Fred crossed his fingers as Bobby grabbed the rusty handle and started pumping.
Yesterday our church grappled with how we, as a Jesus people, engage homosexuals and homosexuality. We had no axe to grind. We were not trying to win an argument. We were not trying to make a political statement. We simply wanted to talk about how we lovingly and truthfully engage homosexuals and homosexuality as a church family. God gave us a very good day.
God’s Word is a treasure chest. Unlatch the cover, pry it open, and you will discover riches. The treasures of God are purer than gold and more brilliant than diamonds, but they are often disguised in phrases of simple beauty.
Monday was for mourning. Tuesday was for traveling. Wednesday was for catching up. The next few days are for hiking. The Kiedis/Ripple men have been planning our trek along the Appalachian Trail, aka BroMarch, for some time.
It was early Monday morning. I was tired. I dropped down to do what I did not want to do: push-ups. Anticipating the monotonous up-down, up-down, I searched my phone's playlist for music appropriate for a little push-up pick-me-up. Then I found THE SONG.
Jesus spoke . . .
