Stories lighten the journey. We must tell, and retell them to honour ourselves, each other, and our God.
Along the way, there are ideas to wrestle with, beliefs to form, and what we decide directs our daily steps.
Our journey is beautiful. Emotions colour our days, and dark nights contrast with sun-spangled mornings.
How to confess your sins: The song “Indodana” cleansed me to the core: it called me to repent, to weep for the wrong I have done to my Saviour, to lament for the ways we God’s people have strayed from and betrayed the Lamb of God.
How to Love Your Enemies: The painting hung on the little piece of wall between the hall into the high school wing and the staff room. I’d see it as I rushed out of the bathroom, pigtails swinging, hands clean for lunch. It told a story that I knew before I ever went to school. “Whosoever shall lose his life for Christ’s sake and the gospel’s, the same shall save it.”