I remember when I first moved to the Boise area. I didn’t work outside the home, or know anyone, so at church I tried to introduce myself. Every week. In the repetition, it started to feel like an elevator pitch. An almost memorized teaser summing up my reason for living, moving, my hobbies, and experiences….
Category: Context is Critical
Uncovered
I once asked my pastor why a woman had to have her hair covered in church. He gave me so many words that it was clear he didn’t know. During a lull, his wife chimed in something about how a married woman’s hair should be covered, because her husband is over her, and he is…
Oh the Molehills I’ve Died Upon
I believe there are mutually exclusive truths about God. I just don’t accept that humans have all the details—or that we will have them this side of eternity.