Gleaning and Giving

I’m going to continue with thoughts from the study of Ruth, as I started in my last post. These past two weeks, I’ve been leading the study on Ruth 2. In this chapter, we are introduced to Boaz’s character, and we see him as being a worthy man, inquires about Ruth, meets her, and...

How I Met God

  For Lacan, the Real [or God] is that which breaks into our Imaginary and Symbolic constellations. The Real is a rupture. The Real cannot be imagined or symbolized, it does not occupy a place, and yet it takes place. The Real is a crack within our existing political, religious and...

The Power of Presenc...

I’m currently studying the book of Ruth with a small group at my church. I have to honestly admit that after finishing my seminary degree last year, that I hadn’t really studied the Bible in-depth until we started studying this book together. Studying the Bible in community really does...

Relearning How to Fo...

When I first came to the mission field I spoke with a teammate who told me about a man named Mamadou who I would meet shortly. He told me, “Mamadou is a Muslim background believer from Africa. And just so you know, he fasts more than he eats.” When my teammate relayed this information to...

Entertaining Thought...

When my brother entered our house last Thursday night, he was impressed. Our house was clean. Not just tidy, but actually clean. We scrubbed, dusted, de-cluttered, de-catted, even steam-mopped. Yeah. That happened. Our preparation for his long-distance girlfriend’s arrival was intentional...

Tour Guides

The whole thing began with an announcement slide in church. “Children’s Ministry needs workers: 3’s room,” it read. “I love preschoolers!” I innocently thought and proceeded to volunteer myself to fill that vacancy at once. Now, three weeks into my commitment to shepherd the three...

That’s me in t...

— Yes, the title above kind of refers to REM’s ‘Losing My Religion’, but I quite literally sat in the corner of a lecture theatre for around 12 hours…   I was in London this past weekend attending a conferenced organised by Birkbeck titled ‘The Actuality of...

Sandy Toes and Solid...

As my son dipped his tiny toes into the water and set foot on the coarse, wet sand, a sly grin came over his face. “Oh yes, I like this, “ his expression implied. As a novice toddler, he is still unable to walk without a hand to hold. Yet that didn’t stop him from mushing us along,...

May the Lord…

Speak to Aaron and his sons, saying, Thus you shall bless the people of Israel: you shall say to them, The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you; the LORD lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace. “So shall they put my...

Calvinism: I Still B...

I don’t consciously think about Calvinism much anymore. I don’t argue or quibble with those who don’t believe it like I used to. I no longer evaluate every preacher based on whether they believe TULIP. I have stopped scouring the internet for Calvinistic sermons. I don’t really read...

Blood on my Hands

When I heard that we were receiving communion as a church staff, I was thankful.  I needed it.  I was wearied from two stressful weeks of constant ministry. Lots of counseling, lots of planning, lots of situations in which I had no idea what to do.  I was tired.  That morning, it had taken...