I’ve never been much of a fan of the Book of Proverbs. It has always struck me as the kind of bourgeois twaddle comfortable people say to each other — and how they lecture the poor — in order to smugly assure themselves — and those they lecture — of their moral superiority. Continue reading “When God is Your Debtor”
I’ve been spending a lot of time in the Torah — the five books of Moses — and the early history of Joshua through 2 Kings these last few weeks working on a lengthy piece on biblical sexual ethics. No need to thank me… 😉
Honestly, I love the Hebrew Bible. From top to bottom. It is a bloody, gory, incredibly grace-filled and very human story of a people’s encounter with God, their inability to be faithful to the God that calls them, the consequences they face in their faithlessness, and God’s never-ending pursuit of those same people — to rescue and redeem them in and (sometimes) from their faithlessness. It’s a staggering story, and it has formed me, really reached into my soul and rewritten the entire way I think about my life. Continue reading “When God Tells You to Kill Your Neighbor”
The Islamic State in Iraq and Greater Syria (داعش or Daesh, from the Arabic acronym for the organization/place) has made quite a name for itself by, among other things, taking captive non-Muslim women as part of their continuing war on just about everyone around them and using them as concubines. Continue reading “One Hundred Lashes and the First Thrown Stone”
Not that anyone (at least anyone who knows me) has called me one. But it Liberation Theology is inescapable at seminaries today, and this is a decidedly mixed blessing.
I’ve never been a Liberation Theologian. What I’ve heard during (and since) my time at LSTC of and about Liberation Theology sounded an awful lot like the Marxism — particularly the kinds of Marxism coming out of the Third World — I encountered at San Francisco State University in the late 1980s. (In fact, all Social Justice talk sounds like that to me…) The big difference is that Liberation Theology is a lot less intellectually rigorous and a great deal more sentimental than proper Marxism. Continue reading “Why I Am Not a Liberation Theologian”
The only job I can find right now is a driver for a designated driver service I won’t name right now. It’s not bad work, mostly, though it’s infrequent, and while I can be polite and “professional” when needed (yessir, nossir), I generally hate being “the help.”
Which is what you are when you drive. Continue reading “Sometimes I Need to Be Reminded”