A. Unabashed Pacifist:
“When I was little, I didn’t mind playing with guns with other boys. Then I realized guns are not toys and killing other people is no game.” – Randall, age 14.
B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One, Idol-smashing God,
I don’t know that it’s you who destroy idols directly so much as we humans destroy the idols we have made when we have a clearer experience of who you are. I don’t know that it’s so much a matter of you being jealous as it is you wanting to protect us from the destructive effects of worshipping idols. Your presence in our lives is so much more beneficial to us. You want us to hold a truer, clearer vision of who you are. You constantly leave revelatory glimpses of you for us to observe, but most of the time our perceptive tools are faulty or suffer from overwhelming interference. Even that you can overcome.
Take away the idols that block us from communion with you. Erase the wordy constructions that become set as concrete and prevent us from receiving your word of life. Explode the myth stories that portray you falsely as judgmental and domineering and petty. Help us to know you, rather than knowing only myth stories supposedly about you. Keep me from making idols.
Amen.
C. Un-quoting Jesus:
“You can go to hell, Satan!”
[Not exactly how He worded it.]
D. Blog: A Bridge to Somewhere
“When I was little, I didn’t mind playing with guns with other boys. Then I realized guns are not toys and killing other people is no game.” – Randall, age 14.
B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One, Idol-smashing God,
I don’t know that it’s you who destroy idols directly so much as we humans destroy the idols we have made when we have a clearer experience of who you are. I don’t know that it’s so much a matter of you being jealous as it is you wanting to protect us from the destructive effects of worshipping idols. Your presence in our lives is so much more beneficial to us. You want us to hold a truer, clearer vision of who you are. You constantly leave revelatory glimpses of you for us to observe, but most of the time our perceptive tools are faulty or suffer from overwhelming interference. Even that you can overcome.
Take away the idols that block us from communion with you. Erase the wordy constructions that become set as concrete and prevent us from receiving your word of life. Explode the myth stories that portray you falsely as judgmental and domineering and petty. Help us to know you, rather than knowing only myth stories supposedly about you. Keep me from making idols.
Amen.
C. Un-quoting Jesus:
“You can go to hell, Satan!”
[Not exactly how He worded it.]
D. Blog: A Bridge to Somewhere
Nantahala Gorge, NC
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