I served a mission in France and Belgium and it was there that I began to understand the consequences of war. It was there that I first saw in innumerable rows of white. Verdun, her rolling hills capped with a chapel to the dead. The windows that let you gaze upon the anonymous bones. The neighboring city that was no more – only a memorial chapel and pock marks instead of pedestrians. Calais with her white cliffs. The bunkers remained. (more…)

There is a persistent meme in the bloggernacle that chronicles the social dysfunction of the heterodox within the church. I, myself, am rather heterodox; however, I seem to enjoy full fellowship in the kingdom. So gather ‘round. The time has come to share three simple rules, that you too can enjoy the fullness of our community. (Streaming audio training seminars are $25.00 and come with free Ginsu knife!) (more…)