I’ve been listening to Walt Whitman in the car.
Somewhere, in the middle of that perilous gauntlet, I spoke up from the backseat, where I was squashed up against the cliff-side window: “What does Hati Hati! mean?”
Sometimes we must remove ourselves from ourselves, in order to learn about ourselves.
This “true” is simple.
This “true” is before us at all times.
This “true” is as pervasive as the gravity that holds us to the earth.
Go out… but don’t take anything with you…
Nothing at all.
This is what Jesus tells his disciples to do.
My life had been governed, until that moment, by the assumption that my own personal well being was the single most important concern of my existence. Now, suddenly, surprisingly — but completely — that assumption crumbled to dust…
Surely efficiency is my friend!
Or is it?
Jesus, as usual, has some interesting input.
My idea of ministry has no interest in threats of eternal fire.
But it is interested in challenging you to resist injustice.
Samuel thought he heard a human. But he really heard God.
How are we to tell the difference between a person speaking and God speaking?
Honoring the soldiers is the first important action that we must observe as part of Memorial Day.
But there is a second, equally important, action…