There are so many things you could do with your life. What are the few things that you should do? Filter through the many and choose the few that make sense in the light of eternity. Setting apart time at the beginning of the year to pray, fast, and reflect are powerful ways to give you space to prioritize. When you would […]
Not my will, but yours be done. What a stunning thought that Jesus, the King of kings would feel the need to pray these words. That he could will something that was contrary to Father’s will – and yet remain sinless. Possessing a will contrary to God’s is not a sign that you should give up, it’s a sign that your human […]
I’ve been troubled by King Solomon this morning. He was basically the wisest man who ever lived. And yet. Solomon loved many foreign women … and his wives turned away his heart. For when he was old… (it takes a while) …his wives turned away his heart after other gods. 1 Kings 11:1-4. This is the man who had multiple […]
If you ever realized who God made you to be, you’d want to be you so badly you wouldn’t know what to do. Which is why I hate envy; it’s soul-sabotage. Because what if the gifts of God really are stunning? Including yours. What if He really doesn’t make mistakes? Including you. What if He is so infinite that every […]
Brutalized by police, arrested by authorities, hounded by hypocrites, abandoned by students, forsaken by followers, flogged by officials, abused by interrogators. The guilty accusing the innocent, peasants mocking the king, criminals judging the judge, the impotent waving the sword of fleeting power, the almighty staying the hand of eternal power, the vile clothed in honor, the blameless clothed with shame. Hell on earth. The darkest of Fridays, a crown of thorns, a robe of mockery, a tree of cruelty, beaten without mercy, nailed without pity, positioned between criminals, numbered with transgressors. Miserably thirsty, shamefully uncovered, publicly exposed, mocked by the bouncers, disgraced before his mother, forsaken by the father. Absolutely alone. Bearing grief, carrying sorrow, stricken and smitten, wounded and bruised, absorbing wrath, paying debt, deflecting destruction, bearing the scars of treachery, the hell of humanity. Freedom is coming, hope is alive, redemption is paid. Say his name.
1. My all-time favorite Florida Gator is Joakim Noah. Last week I was reminded why I loved this guy so much when the SEC Network aired their 52-minute documentary on the back-to-back Gator basketball champions. Repeat After Us is the story of the team who started school together, sweat together, bled together, beat the odds together, wept together, and put together one of […]
1. Too many hashtags. 2. I keep hearing warnings not to overreact when another black men gets killed. It reminds me of the people of Israel responding to the cries of the prophets of old. 3. I’m not sure if we realize how toxic our silence is. When it comes to justice, the lack of a consistent, united, and culturally audible voice from […]