Showing posts from August, 2013

Foolish Foundations

Scripture: Matthew 7:15-29
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly lean on Jesus' Name
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
These lyrics, penned by the English hymnist and Baptist minister Edward Mote, in 1834 capture a rugged spirituality born at the crossroads of great industrial advancement and civil upheaval. 1834. This is the year when new inventions are being patented every week while anti-abolitionist riots are breaking out in New York City—
The year that slavery is abolished in the British Empire while the Ursuline Convent in Massachusetts is burned to the ground by an anti-Catholic extremist group in the name of Jesus. On Christ the solid Rock I stand All other ground is sinking sand,
Mote writes. I imagine him standing at the intersection of prophetic hope and indescribable despair with a pen and paper in his hands, trying to hold onto a …

Ministry in motion...

Sometimes a smile or a few words of encouragement can do more for someone than a bible scripture. 
Or maybe a warm touch or kind gesture can speak life over someone in need in ways that Isaiah 40:31 or a proverb can't. 
We must begin to break out of the box of colloquial religious antics and embrace unconventional and innovative levels of ministry-- ministry that heals regardless of the recipient's level of/lack of commitment to his or her spirituality. We must speak above and beyond the doubt and difference. We must speak beneath the crumbling surface of the shifting plates of the earth, creating a volcanic spiritual explosion that has no race, no religion, no color, no sexual orientation-just life, love, peace, and healing.