My early faith came with a hearty helping of rapture fever. Bumper stickers warned, “Get right or get left!” We sang, “You’ve been left behind!” to scare our friends into accepting Christ. Honestly, I just wanted Jesus to hold off until I got to have sex. I...
Where is your faith? It’s a good question. Why don’t you sit with it a minute? Jesus asked it. How would you answer? Right here, under my seat! Or maybe I left it with my car keys. Obviously, the question is not about where you left...
The guy who “is the answer” asked a lot of questions. Three hundred and seven to be exact. Someone counted. In the gospels, people asked Jesus one hundred eighty three questions. He only gave a handful of straight answers. Usually, he answered with a question, a...
