Yesterday was Easter Sunday and, as usual, Christians all over the world celebrated the truly-distinctive mark of their faith, one of the most well-documented and attested historical events in all of antiquity, namely the resurrection of Jesus of Nazareth from the dead. In academic circles, no one seriously denies that Jesus was an itinerant Jewish
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Mark 12:24-27: Jesus said to [the Sadducees, who deny the resurrection], “Is this not the reason you are wrong, because you know neither the Scriptures nor the power of God? For when they rise from the dead, they neither marry nor are given in marriage, but are like angels in heaven. And as for the
When I invite someone over to our house, I imagine that I’ll have the perfect day of getting ready for guests. The bathrooms will be cleaned, the kitchen will be spotless (after I bake homemade bread and cookies and make chicken noodle soup from scratch), the baby will never cry, and best yet, I’ll have time to shower. But in reality, the baby is teething and needs ceaseless attention, I burn the dessert, I feel like I have drool and snot all over me (the shower never happened), and the house is less than perfect.
The intimidation of feeling like we have to be perfect can sometimes thwart our best intentions. When the day starts out rough and never smooths out, it’s easy to be turned off from practicing hospitality. But remember? Jesus came because we actually aren’t perfect, and we never will be on this side of heaven. We’re not expected to be.
I used to think that hospitality was a gift that only certain people had. You know the type: the woman with muffins in the oven, two pies in the fridge, three lasagnas in the freezer, coffee always fresh, and crisp flowers on the table. I have been blessed by these types of people over and over again, and I am truly thankful for those who seemingly put little effort into welcoming others into their home. But for me, it’s hard not to fall into a frenzy when there’s an unannounced guest for dinner, because, well, I was just planning on eating popcorn for dinner, and I might have drank all the coffee.
Like many of you, I suspect, I was raised in a well-meaning church community that consistently taught its youngest members to emulate the various heroes of the Bible. Are you timid? Well, then, just “Be more like King David!” Do you struggle to believe God’s promises? Simple: “We should all be more like Noah!” No
As a latecomer to Christ, I find that my personal walk of faith has been hobbled somewhat by the sinking sensation that anyone might experience were they to inexplicably sleep in on the day of a critically-important business meeting. My faith often feels like a mad dash to the finish line; though I know that
We tend to think of ministry in terms of vocation. He’s a pastor; he’s a minister. She’s on church staff; she’s a minister. We also see it like a hobby, or a gift. They lead a small group; they’re ministers. He helps the needy; he’s a minister. Sadly, our narrow view of ministry hamstrings God’s plan for every Christian’s life. Paul