Category Archives: Books

Today’s Featured Series: A Faith Not Worth Fighting For

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Well readers, we’re nearing the end of summer. Recently my blog (and my marriage) celebrated an anniversary.

So in honor of that, this week I will repost one of my blog series every day.

Today’s series is my chapter-by-chapter review of A Faith Not Worth Fighting For by Tripp York and Justin Bronson Barringer.

faith fighting

Ch1: Aren’t Pacifists Passive?
Ch2: Can We Let Neighbors Die?
Ch3 What if Someone Were Attacking a Loved One?
Ch4 What About Hitler?
Ch5 What About Calling the Police?
Ch6 What About Killing Freedom?
Ch7 Should a Nation Turn the Other Cheek?
Ch8 What About War and Violence in the Old Testament?
Ch9 Let Every Soul Be Subject?
Ch10 Did Jesus Bring Peace, or a Sword?
Ch11 What About the Centurion?
Ch12 Didn’t Jesus use a Whip?
Ch 13 What About the Warrior Jesus?
Review End: A Closure of Thoughts

The Power Economy of Dad—published in Hippocampus Magazine

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If the umbilical cord is our attachment to our mothers, it seems unfair that my relationship to my father was for so long defined by the faulty wiring of an electrical outlet in our basement.

In lieu of a post this week…

Check out my latest published essay, “The Power Economy of Dad.”

Courtesy of Hippocampus Magazine. They’ve got other cool creative nonfiction as well.

 

7 Habits of Highly Effective Christians

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The first time I ever preached a sermon I might have plagiarized Steven Covey. At least, I know that I referenced him and told everyone my sermon was going to be based on his spin-off book, Seven Habits of Highly Effective Teens. I think I was a freshman in high school, had been raised a Christian, and had been baptized for three years. When the opportunity came to preach a sermon, I didn’t know where to start, so I got the idea to put my own spin on Steven Covey:5511081547_bacc35bf7b_b Continue reading →

Birmingham Pigeons—A Poem

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[The following poem was published by VerseWrights in 2015]

Birmingham Pigeons

Allotted a life to live out
And fill out and empty out
That is one life too many.

I do not mean to play the fool
To hear your words as one deaf
I cannot take comfort in this here roost.

My friends, my familiars, my confidants, my compadres
My sweet bosom buddies—
You are all equally loved
As are my kinsmen and customs and hobbies
It does not sit well with me
None of it does sit at all well with me.

I’ve done seen one too many pigeons take roost
Fly back out again

Somersault downward

And go out rolling

Straight as a boat line

Never to come up.