There is only one place that a fully grown adult can:
- jump up and down like a child
- wave his arms uncontrollably
- laugh and cry simultaneously
- and shout out random gibberish
…without being committed to a mental institution. And that place is a Charismatic Pentecostal church.
This weeks Saturday Sermon is actually a piece of artwork by Naked Pastor David Heyward. The text that follows comes from his interpretation of his piece. I spent all weekend working on this piece that I call “Home?” Notice a few things: there are no footprints in the snow leading to where she is standing. [...]
The founding fathers’ purposes were clear. They had no intention to found the country according to Christian doctrines.
Are we afraid to look toward God?
A poem by Caitlin R.
My girl comes home from church, wearing that pretty flower dress. Every single Sunday, that same pretty flower dress. But there’s a stain that getting bigger. It troubles me, I must confess.