On Sunday we gathered with Christians from around the globe at the communion table to honor all that Jesus has done for us. Oftentimes we are divided and dismembered – one part of the Body of Christ cut off from another. We are broken and shattered. In that sacred meal, however, we recall what it means to be the whole family of God, and we re-member Christ’s Body, given for us all.
Read MoreI am beyond excited to launch our new Discipleship Hour on Sunday, and I can’t wait for us to explore it together. Why? Disciples of Jesus are made, not born.
Read MoreOn April 29, 1992, I was eating lunch in my middle school cafeteria when I heard a roar from the corner where the black students sat. I saw teachers and administrators rush over to console. The Rodney King verdicts had just been announced.
Read MoreThere is little more satisfying in our earthly lives than pulling up a thistle or dandelion by the roots. That’s exactly what I was doing when I heard our 5-year-old’s voice cry, “Aaah! You’re digging up my beautiful dandelions!” I looked over to see an altar of dandelions she had harvested in the center of our small garden, in addition to the bouquet in her hands. How is one person’s weed another person’s beautiful flower?
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