Hi everybody. I’m breaking tradition and posting today because Good Friday and Easter Sunday is better than Bareknuckle Wednesday. Way better.
We’ve been warned repeatedly. Gloom hangs heavy because we all know what is supposed to happen to us at the end. It was a done deal. It really was.
Last week I visited a place I had only seen in wall calendars. It was an alien landscape—an immense desert lake framed with surreal geology.
Places still exist in this country where there’s no cell phone coverage and where motorized vehicles don’t supply the audio backdrop. You can’t hear emergency vehicles and can’t get one for yourself if you needed it.
“If I hear one more sermon about how Abraham had faith, I’m going to run out of the room screaming!” That’s a quote from a long time church member who was seriously done with surface level […]