Today, the Earth got a little hotter, and a litte more crowded. @@ Climate Change, The Elevator Pitch: Climatologist Simon Donner ...
Last week, I wrote a blog post about Kelly Gissendaner's life and I'll admit that when I wrote the post I felt somewhat hopeless. I didn't think that changing the story would do much to save Kelly. I didn't think there was much we could do. But then yesterday I learned something.
The particular incident I am referring to is Jesus being tempted in the wilderness by Satan for forty days, related to us in Matthew 4:1-2, Mark 1:12-13, and Luke 4:1-2.
One of the wonderfully confounding parts of the gospel to me is Jesus telling the disciples that "if any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me."
What a rush. My New England homeland tunnels through snow in sub-zero temperatures and I'm loving it. And I'm loving that I love it -- which sounds like I'm whupping it up over the gloomiest Lent since the Dark Ages.
As Lent begins, some LGBTQIA students have been holding prayer vigils throughout southern California on conservative Christian campuses where they are either still enrolled as students or are alumni.
The lesson of Lent for people who don't officially observe Lent is to be willing to change, to be happy in spite of what we do not have, to become aware of our attachments, to be less of a slave to our mind and to learn patience and develop endurance.
For the next 40 days, I will be giving up social media so that I can focus on my relationship with God, and what he wants me to do next. I've had a friend change my passwords so that I won't be tempted.
Incidental music is also everywhere; turn on the TV, go to the restaurant, or watch a soccer game and you'll hear music. What effect does this widespread consumption of music have on us?
Most years, the days leading up to Lent are spent stuffing my face with the food and drink that will soon become religious contraband. This is the "Game of Lent" that I play, and NOT a religious exercise.
I've never given up anything for the Lenten Season...I'm not sure why. Maybe because I haven't fully embraced the mission of its purpose. And I should. I know I should. But I think much of what people give up for God, is in some way not enough.
We still hear the question "What did you give up for Lent?", which is wonderful since it means the tradition is still alive. But, is the "giving up" in adulthood meaningful?
I'm nearly 40 years into this mindfulness discipline. But every time I return to it, day after day, I'm a beginner. Every time I do the practice, I start like Kai, with my head stuck in a jug.
I tentatively pushed opened the heavy wooden door of Tuštanj Castle and peeked inside. An open air courtyard lay in front of me, enclosed by a gra...
Being a child of God -- for Jesus and for the rest of us -- is a poetic way of describing our direct, personal engagement with ultimate reality. It is an artful expression of ourselves as physically integrated with the divine essence of the cosmos.
Lent, which I have described as Spring Training for Christians, is about preparation, about getting into spiritual shape. It is a time of turning inward, looking under the hood and doing a gut check. Where have I been? Do I like what I am doing? Do I like what I have become?