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"Jesus, have mercy." I say it out loud and Depression turns his head, shushes me. "Jesus! Have mercy!" I say it louder this time to the Healer who is holding a hand out to me.
Jesus sent the seventy out two by two, not one by one. That makes friendship the greatest superpower in the universe.
If our churches aren't very inclusive, it might be because we have mistaken ourselves for the Giver of the Feast. We're not hosts extending invitations. We're guests among guests.
Paul knew that he and Silas had been treated unjustly, and he insisted that the city officials acknowledge their injustice. Is this a biblical precedent for reparations?
I bet there's somebody in your church whose way of pointing to God embarrasses you. You cringe when every time; you long for them to stop. But maybe God likes their way of praising.
Each of us needs something to hold or hug or wave so we remember the people and places we love, so we remember the reasons we march and keep vigil.
The church is not perfect. Our messes are often on grand display. But there's something about the sweaty realness of Here that is preparation for There—for God's envisioned kin-dom.
No matter how bad things are now, missing their natural progression can be even worse. God, grant us the gift of one step after the other.
God of majesty and might, bring order to chaos, understanding to confusion, and your sweet peace to every place of disruption.
We do not need a structure and a steeple to be the Church today. We are the embodiment of God's purpose, promise and power at work in the world.