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The Stewardship of Women

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  The Stewardship of Women and the Nature of Authority I've found myself returning to a question that seems to surface repeatedly throughout scripture, history and even our own day. What happens when God gives His people authority? At first, it seems like an odd question. We usually concern ourselves with what authority has been given, who possesses it and how it ought to be exercised. But the longer I sit with the scriptures, the more I wonder if God is asking a different question altogether. The greater question may not be whether we can exercise authority but whether we can refrain from exercising authority He has not given. That may be one of the central lessons. Again and again, the Lord entrusts His people with stewardships. Parents receive stewardships. Elders receive stewardships. Judges receive stewardships. Women receive stewardships. Communities receive stewardships. Rarely does He assign the whole burden to one person or one office. Instead, responsibiliti...
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2 What Remains Pure ~ The Cost of Letting Desire Be Corrected

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The Cost of Letting Desire Be Corrected Part 2 of 2 It’s one thing to talk about pure desire in the abstract. It’s another to recognize it, or its absence, in the press of real life. Most of us don’t discover the true state of our desire in moments of peace, but in moments of friction. Desire is easiest to describe when no one opposes us. It’s hardest to hide when the truth costs us something. In Part 1, we saw that truth, God’s love and our desires can remain pure. But purity isn't preserved in theory . Its tested, corrected and revealed in ordinary pressures: challenge, misunderstanding, being wrong, disappointment, community. This is where desire meets reality. And this is where it is corrected. Desire Is Revealed and Corrected in Friction, Not Comfort We usually think we know our desires until conflict, contradiction, delay or humiliation exposes them. God often uses discomfort to reveal mixtu...
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What Remains Pure ~ The Only Things That Cannot Be Corrupted

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  What Remains Pure The Only Things That Cannot Be Corrupted There’s something in us that keeps trying to build things that can’t be corrupted. We form communities. We organize structures and systems. Begin movements. And underneath it, there’s a hope that if we do it right, if we’re careful enough, sincere enough, principled enough, it might hold. That this time , it might stay clean. But over time, something always shifts. We may have the best of intentions. But anything shaped by human hands is also shaped by human desire. Which raises a question that’s a bit harder to answer than it seems: What (if anything) can actually remain pure? This is Part 1 of a two-part series. In this one we'll explore what cannot be corrupted. In Part 2, we will move into the harder question, what it actually looks like in real life to let desire be corrected. Denver answeres the question with remarkable clarity: “In the ‘Sunstone Conference,’ I w...
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Human Nature: Served Four Ways

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  Four short pieces on insight, authority, imitation and the utter strangeness of Human Nature. Breaking News: Local Human Accidentally Mistaken for Deity After Saying Something Smart A small reminder not to confuse good insight with authority. It started the way a lot of misunderstandings do: with one sentence. Not a dramatic sign. Just a decent thought from an ordinary person. Witnesses reported it was “insightful” Some even said “profound” One person described it as “exactly what I needed to hear” That’s when the trouble began. Within hours, the speaker, hereafter referred to as The Human, was discreetly promoted to a position they never applied for: Unofficial Source of Truth Phase One: Admiration At first, it was harmless. People nodded. They took notes. They said things like “Wow, I’ve never thought about it like that before.” The Human, still under the...
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There Were Victims and There Were Students

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  Healing, discernment, tools and fear  Recently Stephanie Snuffer gave a talk that really resonated with me. As I've  pondered it, I've realized it has connected to things I’ve been trying to sort through for a while now, particularly when it comes to healing, growth and how we actually learn to live what we believe. This post is (in part) an attempt to work that out more clearly. Also, in a bit of irony that isn’t lost on me, I write as part of my healing process. Which is funny, given how hesitant we can be about therapy. Apparently I’m perfectly willing to do the work…. as long as I don’t label it too directly. So now I have a collection of drafts to prove it. This one is jumping the line, thanks to the current conversations and a little bit of pushback that made it harder to ignore ~~ There’s something I’ve been noticing more and more. We're not opposed to using tools to improve ourselves. In fact, that pattern is woven into how we already live. ...
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Peace, Be Still

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  Who Is the Accuser? The other day I woke up already losing. Even before I moved, I could feel the storm gathering deep within my body, the kind that doesn't just visit but seizes the entire day and threatens to wreck everything in its path. Every nerve screamed in protest. The intensity was such that I broke into a sweat, waves of nausea rising as I became trapped in a vicious cycle: the fear of vomiting only heightened the pressure in my head and neck, which in turn sharpened the pain further. Layered upon this physical torment came a crushing anxiety that wrapped itself around my chest. “I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do” I turned to my familiar protocol with a kind of desperate discipline: a high dose of Excedrin powder, a long hot shower that lasted until the water ran cold, ice packs pressed against my skin until they melted, and the Cefaly electrode humming on my forehead while healing tones played softly in the background. I moved through these ste...
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In The Iris Of The Storm (Spoken Word / Poetry)

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In The Iris Of The Storm  There’s this live performance ~  Iris , Goo Goo Dolls, their hometown, Buffalo, 2004 ~ July Fourth. A free show. Tens of thousands. And right in the middle of it ~ the sky just opens up . No cover. No break. No “let’s wait it out” Rain comes down in sheets - equipment frying, band soaked, crowd melting into the music ~ but they don't leave. They just…. keep going. Johnny Rzeznik’s voice slicing through the downpour like steel wrapped in silk, the lights catching every drop of water like starlight falling the wrong way. And somehow, in that chaos, the song feels realer than it ever did on the radio. That image - it’s been living in my chest lately. Like it’s trying to tell me something about what that song’s really saying Vulnerability ~ unedited. Exposure ~ with no guarantee. “I just want you to know who I am.” That’s not just a lyric. That’s a dare. That’s a confession. That’s t...
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