Let’s be honest. When Christian communities bequeath massive amounts of responsibility to their pastors and effectively cut off all chances at healthy/accountable relationships, pastoral ministry tends to attract the narcissists like sharks to blood and moths to flame.
Sixth grade was bulky desks, black tops, and best friends, cool teachers, commanding yard duties, and cheeky principals. Sixth grade was the year we figured out homework actually sucked and parents weren’t cool. Our ideas about reality began to change and everything was magical.
Sixth grade was discovering atoms. Do you remember the first time you heard about the tiny particles flying around everywhere? I sure do; it felt like I was let in on some massive secret. Everything was made up of really small things we couldn’t see! Our elementary school curriculum didn’t teach us much more than that; it was good enough for us to know that atoms were out there. Read more “Ripping the Rug Out: How I’ve Come To Understand the Bible and the Atom”
A group of Americans/Christians/Concerned Individuals gathered at the White House to protest a scheduled Sharia Law Rally last March. Well, the Sharia people were a no-show, so the crowd took interest in a single Muslim praying in their vicinity. What ensued was videotaped.
**There is so much in this video, but see if you can spot the following–
Last Tuesday I woke up slowly. It was one of those mornings that begin with a prolonged, thoughtless inspection of my ceiling. As the fog of the night’s dream cleared from my mind, I realized that a strange noise had roused me from sleep. I crawled to the edge of my bed, peered over, and the noise suddenly stopped. I was looking into two big, brown, Border Collie eyes. I smiled as I studied the impossibly endearing expression on our dog’s face. Then I noticed it. A tube of Cortizone lay decimated on the floor, dotted with the evidence of small teeth, empty.
Only a week prior she managed to sneak a book of matches from our table and eat the tip off of each individual match. We had panicked, like good parents always do, and quickly sought the incontrovertible wisdom of webland. Apparently we Read more “Match Tips, Cortizone, and Human Nature”