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With Love and Grace

I’ve been thinking a lot about writing. Partially because it seems like it’s been ages since I’ve been able to really write, even though it’s only been a couple weeks. But also because I started thinking about how I write, and how I engage people on social media. Whether I’m too brash when I feel confident in something, or too arrogant when I see someone type something that makes me shake my head in disagreement. A friend of mine, Mike, is a young adult pastor and he said some things as we were going through 1 Peter 2 that made me stop and think about all this.
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Sex and Love : I Don’t Think They Mean What You Think They Mean

The other day I heard a saying that I’ve never really quite understood. I mean, I get why secular psychology would use this saying, but I heard it at a church service. I can’t really remember the context, I know it was said in passing, but right when I heard it the “always look out for blog ideas” part of my brain went off and I set a calendar event to remind myself to write about this saying. What is this saying?
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Jesus Feminist, Repentance, and the Need for Grace

This post is hard. It’s hard because I have literally just had my soul wrecked by my own sinfulness and arrogance. It’s because of those two things that I have to write this, because I know I’m not alone and there are many people who need to hear this story. Not for the sake of reading about the Spirit convicting me, but for the sake of doing a much better job of pursuing unity in the Church and making much of Christ.
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Trusting in God

Proverbs 3:5-6 ESV

[5] Trust in the LORD with all your heart,
and do not lean on your own understanding.
[6] In all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make straight your paths.

I remember hearing this verse probably close to a thousand times growing up, if not more. I always heard it with the connotation that as long as I trusted God, everything will be ok. While this is true, everything “being ok” to a 12 year old means that I get to sleep in as much as possible, hurry home from school to do my chores, and then I get to go outside and play, or watch some variation of Star Trek, as I most often opted to do instead. It meant that mom and dad wouldn’t argue (because I was apparently an idealist at some point), and that they’d be together until they died. Continue reading

Love Letters

I’ve been reading the Barbarian Way by Erwin McManus recently, and I’ve come into a dilemma that I have never had to deal with before: I actually want to highlight quotes and passages in this book. You were probably expecting something more enlightening. Well, sorry to disappoint. I’ve never written or highlighted in books before, except one of the Bibles I used to have. I’m not really sure why, maybe it’s left over from having to return school text books at the end of the school year. So, I did what anyone else would do given such an important problem: I posted it on Facebook to see what everyone else thought. Continue reading