Tag: Christianity
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Forgiveness isn’t reconciliation
It makes me crazy when I hear it said (especially by preachers or others teaching the Christian faith) that when you forgive someone, you must reconcile, returning the relationship to where it was before. It’s not true. In my last post I wrote about why and how to forgive – to suffer the loss and bear…
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The mechanics of forgiveness
$400 bought my resentment and scorn. When I was in college, one of my roommates had a girlfriend who still lived in his hometown. He missed her a lot, and spent a couple hours on the phone with her every night. One day he abruptly quit school and moved back home to be with her.…
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This cup is already broken
I first published this in 2010 but have been thinking of it recently as I’ve been upgrading some furnishings in my home. This was my favorite mug. A long time ago I worked in a museum’s gift shop. We sold works of local artists and for several weeks featured a talented potter. I was taken…
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The urban mission
For Easter in 1914, a photographer made this panoramic image of the congregation at West Park Christian Church in Indianapolis. On Sunday, armed with my new iPhone that automatically takes panoramic shots, I tried to reproduce the scene. (Click either photo to see it larger.) Much has changed at West Park Christian Church in 98…
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Holding up my hand
Following up on Monday’s post about my search for a new church, I want to reprint this post, which explains how I learned not to look to the church, but to God himself, for my faith. It’s long, but I think worth the time. On my first day of Kindergarten, my mother walked with me…
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Searching for fellowship
It’s been four months since my sons and I left North Liberty Christian Church to find a new place to be a part of the Christian family. I haven’t been enjoying the process. I’m introverted, and meeting lots of new people drains me. I have to admit, a couple Sundays when my sons were with…
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The opposite of love
When I was young, I thought the opposite of love must be hate. This seemed obvious to my forming mind – love is a strong emotion at one pole, and hate is an equally strong emotion at the other. But as I grew up, I started to see that the fires of love and hate…