I’m reading Desmond Tutu’s God Has A Dream, and while his writing is always pertinent, the book and the chapter I happened to read today were so apposite as to be ironic. I have to say, I laughed out loud when I opened it up. Anyway, here are some gems of wisdom. Enjoy: In God’s …
A salute to my favorite dad: My second birthday, 1984. My eleventh birthday, 1993. Christmas 2001. My graduation from Fuller, 2009.
It’s a fairly surreal experience saying goodbye to your parents, and not knowing when you’ll see them again. Love you guys.
Being at seminary can tend to lend itself to a certain cynicism, fueled by intellectual detachment from the realities of life, a dispassion built upon having to dissect, critique and deconstruct everything. Combined with an enervation resulting from trying to balance too many hours of school, too many hours of work, and too many other …
Of all the words I’ve ever read in all of the books I’ve ever read, this remains one of my favorite passages: I think love is a bit of heaven. When I was in love I thought about that girl so much I felt like I was going to die and it was beautiful, and …