Life with Jesus

I remember that one time when you called me and told me that you had a vision. I was slightly jealous because that’s cool. But that’s beside the point. You knew it was towards the end of  your life and you were in a room with a very long table. On the table was pictures … Continue reading

Life with Jesus

One time my family was visiting some friends in Houston at their house. They have two twin girls named Lauren and Emily. I was chillin’ like the cool junior high kid I was in the den and Leah came in. We had this conversation. Leah: Lawrence Samster died. Beth: I don’t know who that is. … Continue reading

Life with Jesus

The Ekklescia

I’ve joined a house church. Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’m still at FBC Bryan but this house church is quickly becoming my place to get spiritually fed. We’re based on authentic relationships, meaning real. Not the mask-wearing kind of relationships that happen sometimes at institutional churches. We’re based on active faith- taking what we’re learning … Continue reading

Life with Jesus

What the heck is going on with me? Why am I liking things that I used to not, and not liking things that I used to love? If you can tell me, let me know. EDIT: I spoke too soon. I have just read an Elizabeth Barrett Browning poem. It’s one of God’s many love … Continue reading

Life with Jesus

In my continuing narrative of the homeless, tonight me and my amigo nuevo, little Tim, took lasagna, french bread, and ice cream over to the guy’s house for dinner. We shot the breeze a little bit, ate some food, talked about how long it had been since they’d had ice cream. Big Tim, who owns the … Continue reading

Life with Jesus

Look: Johnny Kenny Tim Like I said, the response I’ve gotten to asking for money and stuff for these men has been awesome. We took another load over there yesterday that included a microwave! It was interesting cause they were excited about the food and stuff for about 5 minutes and then they wanted to … Continue reading

Life with Jesus

Just to let you know the dual nature of my classes this semester… In Music class, we had a sitar and tabla player (traditional Indian instruments) come and play for us today. It was awesome and beautiful. In Russian Art on Monday, we watched a ballet where a fawn made love to a scarf. Disparities? … Continue reading

Life with Jesus

I’ve rediscovered my homeless buddies. By chance (okay, I don’t believe in chance but you know what I mean) I ran into Johnny B, the handicapped black man that rocks my face off, on the street one day. He told me where the men at the shelter were living (since the mens’ dorm at the … Continue reading

Life with Jesus

When did we stop being “fishers of men” and start being “ropers of men (like in the rodeo)? In considering this offer by Christ to the first disciples, I began to think about Christ’s “witnessing” style. He never did the same thing twice. He didn’t have a formula, and more importantly, He didn’t teach His … Continue reading