The wide spectrum of Christ’s character always challenges me, especially in light of how the roles and tasks he assumes undergo a shift from the incarnation to his ascension. It’s clearly stated in the Gospels that Jesus didn’t come to judge, and when he’s on the earth as the Word-made-flesh Son of God, there is no judgment to be found. Yes, he displays righteous anger at times. He also has plenty of harsh words for the Pharisees, but even then there would be grace readily available to them if they would only accept (consider the story of Nicodemus). At the end of Scripture, though, Jesus has changed in the book of Revelation. He’s taken on the role of a judge, doling out summations of how people have spent their time—what they could have done better and what they did right. I feel as if there’s something here that’s crucial to recognize. Read More


I’m starting to have this interest in prophets. It began a couple of months ago when a friend of mine and I were talking, and she referenced some Christian speaker who was coming to town, and she referred to him as, “A self-proclaimed prophet,” and she said that with a very heavy emphasis of negativity and disgust, and she seemed to be attempting to wholly mock the fact that he could possibly be a prophet, or that such a thing could exist anymore, as if with the closing of the biblical canon came also the end of prophets (which, in actuality, would be synonymous with saying God no longer speaks through people today). Read More

I’ve written about cynicism here before, but it’s been on my mind a lot lately. See, I still find that I get along with older people much more easily than I do with folks my own age. Not older as in senior citizens (although I do have some wonderful friends who get movie theatre discounts); they can just be five or ten years older. Usually they’re thirty years old or older. Usually they have kids—grandkids even. When I moved to Nashville and began looking for a small group at my new church I knew I wanted to be in one made up of a variety of people. Joining up with the twenty-something-males-recently-graduated-from-college small group didn’t and doesn’t appeal to me at all. It’s highly unlikely I’ll learn from any of those people because they’re all in the same place of life as me. I struggle to believe I’d grow in such a group. Read More