It worked for me, for years. Sunday morning. Go to church. A 30 minute worship set. A teaching, prepared by a skilled communicator. A time of prayer. Maybe communion, maybe not. Often we leave moved, impacted, even changed. Then we leave – but what happens
The following is a prayer I wrote for times like such as we are in, particularly for those of us around the world in a hard season of elections, even as we continue to walk through this pandemic and the personal concerns we all have.
When I think of the topic of prayer, I think of the mind, the heart, the body each becoming still and centered enough to carry on a deep-level interaction, a rich interior communion, with God.
We do not have the luxury of just doing our musical part, then leaving the formation of people into Christ-likeness to others.
The other day a vivid memory caught me by surprise. While in the middle of a challenging situation, a seemingly disconnected moment from my past – standing on a street corner on a clear evening years before – flashed through my mind. It was a
