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Stop Yelling at Your Foot

Imagine a man who has no feeling in his feet. Unbeknownst to the man, chunks of broken glass litter the floor of his house. This man without feeling in his feet continually walks on the floor barefoot, and it lacerates his feet quite fiercely.

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Untitled Poem

The tattered, filthy, stinky man
Slumps against the dumpster.
His eyes are glazing, glassy, and
His hair is mussed and knotted.

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Beholding Christ

How do I increase my desire for something? Desire is kind of a slippery thing and it’s not entirely controllable. Often, we have to approach it in a roundabout way. But I think with Christ it’s not as complex as it may seem.

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The KKK, Daryl Davis, & Seeing People as People

We are really good at telling each other what we think and quite terrible at listening to each other. We’re more interested in classifying people or groups so we can dismiss them.

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Finding My Pooh Zen

In Christ there’s freedom from the trap of being defined by what I do or what I’ve done. This doesn’t mean I’m not responsible for what I do, but it does mean that my truer identity is secure and unaffected by me.

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Dirk Gently and the Clarity of Christ

Christ doesn’t give us all the answers. Much like the characters in the show, we only know what we need to know in order to pick up our cross and follow.

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Regarding People

The goal in discipleship is to be neither a cynic nor an optimist, per se, but to be a realist looking through the lens of the Spirit’s power. What I mean is that our attitude toward someone’s growth must be dependent on God’s promise to will and to work, not on the immediate results we currently see.

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My Dental Identity

My worth is not built on how I look or how I act. It’s not based on my perfect smile or my perfect law keeping. It’s built on how God has chosen to deal with me in Christ.

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Charlie Brown Trees

The God of the broken, the beaten, and torched,
This God, who would speak through a stubborn half-horse,
Works to make glorious darkest affairs.

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The Art(s) of Discipleship

With the exception of the occasional Mozart born every few decades, everyone needs a teacher to show them how to master their art. I’ve had writing teachers and music teachers my whole life. A French horn was just a useless hunk of metal until my teacher taught me how to use it in the way its designer intended.

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