All posts tagged: politics

Where is God in the Mess?

Do you ever feel like everything around you is falling apart? Like everywhere you turn there is a mess? I live with 4 kids so this is pretty much my everyday life. Not only are my house and van a physical mess, but one scroll through my social media newsfeed or a few minutes of the evening news confirm the world around me is in a mess too… a moral and ethical mess very similar to the one the prophet Micah dealt with. Micah was responding to a social and cultural climate that had chosen to place its affections on objects that provided wealth, versus having true affection for the Lord. This created a devastating decline of social justice and morality–the people of God were living in a manner out of alignment with their status as the covenant people of God. – Nicki Koziarz, Prone to Wander Wow, sounds familiar doesn’t it? Whenever I read or hear a particular current event, I’m tempted to think “Where is God in this mess?” But as I read …

Are You Focused on What Really Matters?

There aren’t many things that stress me out. I mean, I sit right next to Keith for eight hours almost everyday and even that doesn’t matter all that much to me. It doesn’t matter what I have for dinner as long as a I have food. It doesn’t matter when I workout as long as I do get to workout. It doesn’t matter how loud Keith is as long as I get my message done, I’m good The specific logistics don’t matter as long as I get done what I am supposed get done. I believe Jesus had that same mentality. Jesus’ ministry was about sharing the Gospel with people who desperately needed Him. Looking at John 4 and the conversations Jesus had with the woman at the well and then with His disciples, we can see to Jesus religion, rules, tradition, and prejudices really don’t matter. The message He was preaching was counter cultural. It was new, it was against tradition, it offended people, but what He was preaching and living out was still …

Our Spiritual Dementia

-written by Mark Bennett My dad died 9 years ago, just short of his 83rd birthday, of complications from Alzheimer’s disease.  The advanced stages of the disease appeared to come on quickly.  Up through his 81st birthday, he lived as independently as he ever had. He did not demonstrate any of the dysfunction one typically associates with the disease.  A bout of bronchitis was the turning point.  He began to slip away rapidly, going from a highly-functional man to a confused and hallucinating shell of his former self. Once my dad was diagnosed, we realized that for many years he had exhibited symptoms of Alzheimer’s.  One example occurred at his 80th birthday party.  Dad appeared to be in his element, happily reminiscing.  Late in the party, my three brothers and I stood outside talking to our dad.   At one point, he commented, “It’s the darnedest thing.  Someone has gone to all of the trouble to build a house that looks exactly like mine.  The driveway, the garage, the trees, the flower beds…they are all the same.”  When we reminded him …