making peace

‘Blessed are the peacemakers‘ When I think of peace, I think of white doves, olive branches and conscientious objectors. Peace requires solitude, demands silence, tastes bland, and is the preserve of the feeble and naïve. Being passionate about peace feels somewhat like an oxymoron. ‘Blessed are the peacemakers‘ Sometime this year someone said, “peace belongs… Read More making peace

Broken Unbelief

Some quick scribblings from a recent experience. Dedicated to Rachel Held Evans who showed me the beauty of broken unbelief. Let me hear it for a church built not on belief but on brokenness. belief is unsteady. (sometimes I can claim it and proclaim it sometimes I unfurl clasped hands and find nothing.) At all… Read More Broken Unbelief