The last Saturday in September found me leisurely driving through the backroads of southern Ontario headed north. The leaves had started to turn, the corn had goldened, and every turn and hill and valley revealed some new splendour altogether lovely. Aspens and pines replaced… Continue Reading “Daily Bread”
What if personality clashes and differing biblical interpretations are actually what we need to wear off our rough edges and shape us into beautiful, useful people?
I have few words for the public these days. There are to many things to sort out in the raw with safe people and my Jesus. Still, there’s this simple song that I was given this summer. Here are the words. I would trust… Continue Reading “I Would Trust You”
“Why did he call it that?” my student asked.
“I don’t know,” I answered, but it got me thinking and thinking and thinking.
Because that word “habitation” has a strangely homey, settled feeling.
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.