Beyond the Sunday Spectacle

Beyond the Sunday Spectacle

The Temple was a spectacle.

Whoa, that’s deep! Rachel Havrelock’s assertion spiraled though my mind as I laid down for bed. An Associate Professor of Jewish Studies, she and her colleagues were discussing Jesus’ childhood from a biblical, historical and archeological perspective in the Discovery Channel’s 2009 documentary “Who Was Jesus?” Continue reading

A New Awakening

A New Awakening

Frank Herbert’s “Dune,” was a masterpiece of science fiction. He wrote of a distant and future place that experienced an awakening of universal magnitude. In one cinematic scene, Duke Leto Atreides said these words to his son before they departed on an epic pilgrimage.

“A person needs new experiences. They jar something deep inside, allowing them to grow. Without change, something sleeps inside us and seldom awakens.” Leto paused, then insisted, “The sleeper must awaken!”

In a very real sense, a new awakening is upon us now in our land.

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Reach for the Rock

Reach for the Rock

2 Samuel 22:1–7
“…my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge” (2 Sa 22:3).

“I must be crazy,” cycled through my mind as I climbed onto the ledge. I thought, I don’t know if I want to do this! However, moments later—after mustering a smidgen of courage with a heaping dose of insanity—I leapt from the rock into the frigid waters below. Continue reading

Giving It Over

Giving It Over

Genesis 22:1–18
“Now I know that you fear God, because you have not withheld from me your son, your only son” (Ge 22:12).

I’d love to have been a fly on Abraham’s tent when God essentially said, “Give over your son.” Imagine God asking you to sacrifice your flesh and blood. How inconceivable that sounds. Continue reading

Dancing Stars

Dancing Stars

Joshua 10:12–14
“There has never been a day like it before or since, a day when the LORD listened to a man” (Jos 10:14).

Our daughter had been at camp for several days.  We picked her up and dashed to the store on the way home.  I’ll never forget her vibrancy as we walked along the store’s drab aisles.  Seemingly, from nowhere, she blurted:

“I was all alone on a hillside, looking at the night’s sky.  Then I heard that still, small voice say, “What can I do for you my child.”

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