The Word Comes…

The city of Jerusalem, the place where the Lord had promised to rest his feet, was under siege by the mighty Babylonians. Anybody who was anybody was already out of the city. Some had fled, no doubt some had reached some safety in small surrounding towns. Apparently there was some real estate available up north…

Death Via Windmill: On Freedom and Possibilities

In Miguel de Cervantes’ classic compilation of the many adventures of The Ingenious Gentleman Don Quixote of La Mancha, the first noble and dangerous battle begins when the newly self-knighted Don Quixote spots a gang of evil giants. Without a moment’s hesitation, the fearless Quixote (and his hapless sidekick Sancho Panza) plunges into battle. And…

You Came to Play.

Question: What is the chief end of man? This familiar question opens up the Westminster Catechism, a staple in the world of Presbyterian theology for over 350 years. In a way, they are so familiar that even those of us who grew up ignorant or otherwise oblivious to the concept of creeds and catechisms have…

Theology of play

Freedom as…play?

What does freedom look like? For the past few years I have been at least poking around at this idea, and the other day I was finally able to put it into words. At first it sounds like there is a quick, easy answer to this question. Freedom looks like the ability to do what…