The leaves that shimmer in the evening light
are the ones flexible enough to bend with the wind.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Just a bit
John Piper had a thoughtful post at the Desiring God blog explaining why twitter has not been a stultifying medium for writing for him.
Size is not inherently virtue.
Size is not inherently virtue.
On Hospitality
I remembered again this past weekend how much I love giving hospitality. As I am between homes of my own, a friend offered to co-host a party with me on Saturday night.
It's amazing how much the investment of preparing food opens your heart to those you serve. Something about the act of sharing food, having labored in preparation, ties us, holistic beings that we are, more closely to one another than any meeting in a neutral place. I hesitate to say that the body serves the soul--perhaps it does, or perhaps our bodies, subject as they are to the weakness of this waiting-consummation-world, have their own function in our personhood. Equal, different, complementarian.
The touch, the smell, the taste of being together is wrapped up in hospitality. Preparing food is the not-yetness of physical presence. The foretaste of whole companionship. The firstfruits.
This, too, is a very good thing. The man, after all, was formed from the dust before God breathed the breath of life. Let us not forget the body's part when we prepare to feed the soul.
It's amazing how much the investment of preparing food opens your heart to those you serve. Something about the act of sharing food, having labored in preparation, ties us, holistic beings that we are, more closely to one another than any meeting in a neutral place. I hesitate to say that the body serves the soul--perhaps it does, or perhaps our bodies, subject as they are to the weakness of this waiting-consummation-world, have their own function in our personhood. Equal, different, complementarian.
The touch, the smell, the taste of being together is wrapped up in hospitality. Preparing food is the not-yetness of physical presence. The foretaste of whole companionship. The firstfruits.
This, too, is a very good thing. The man, after all, was formed from the dust before God breathed the breath of life. Let us not forget the body's part when we prepare to feed the soul.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Beginnings
Faith is that scarlet thread leading through the side-wending looping labyrinth of hope.
These virtues are never so real, and never so far, as in the hard moments. Growth comes through pruning, which God kindly takes care of in my life. But growth comes, too, from watering, from tenderly tying the wayward tendrils back to the trellis. These happen, often, in community and conversation. And that is what I hope to foster here.
These virtues are never so real, and never so far, as in the hard moments. Growth comes through pruning, which God kindly takes care of in my life. But growth comes, too, from watering, from tenderly tying the wayward tendrils back to the trellis. These happen, often, in community and conversation. And that is what I hope to foster here.
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