Paris: A Theological Response
I've mostly been responding to Paris as a human. Within my spirit, that is, there has been a mixture of outrage, sadness, eye-rolling resignation, and (frankly) a half-willed ignoring–getting on with my life with a Friday dinner party and a weekend flag football tournament with my nine-year-old.
Batman and Jesus
On the way out of the gym one day I walked by Batman. He was walking in; I was walking out. I knew it was him because of his mask and cape.
Pastors, Forget About Paychecks
I got punched in the gut once at a pastor’s prayer meeting. Not my real gut, but the gut of my soul, if you know what I mean.
The Freedom of Obeying.
These are the words I heard from my Grandfather, Dr. Howard E. Heggestad, during a phone call a few days before he died.