experiencing the promise of ekklesia
I recommend the book, The Servant Community: Experiencing the Promise of Ekklesia, authored by our brother in Christ, Art Mealer. He has been a part of the gatherings in my home for several years now. I have had fellowship with… Continue Reading
I sat in the rain alongside a cemetery today. Silent rows of tombstones, like saints sitting in pews, welcoming the cleansing patter of the rain. Some recent graves had flowers on them, the leaves neatly brushed away. Over time, we… Continue Reading
He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day. … Continue Reading
From J*, a neighbor to Deb and me on Nextdoor ”Thank you for answering my ad concerning Church Services, home-based. Could you tell me more about Worship? Denomination, where is worship and time? Thank you both. GOD Bless.” Hi J*, (Note… Continue Reading
Early into the pandemic, I lost my brother to covid. Larry was a diabetic and had lost his foot to the disease, so his diabetes was advanced. His covid expressed itself as a simple runny nose for just over three… Continue Reading
1 “a man of Ethiopia,“ -Ethiopia a massive nation that extended from below Egypt across the African continent. -The Greeks and Romans considered it the farthest end of the world. -As a black man., unmistakably not one of the chosen… Continue Reading
At two, Renee was still attached to her pacifier. It was either in her mouth or in her hand, being very much her primary security blanket (though there was also a bedraggled blankie in tow or in sight.). If she… Continue Reading
“Wherefore, my beloved, as ye have always obeyed, not as in my presence only, but now much more in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling. For it is God which worketh in you both to… Continue Reading
You were soft against my face in the still, humid afternoon of the last September we would share. As though we had forever, we carelessly lie on a couch with flocking long worn smooth by the frequent partaking of its… Continue Reading
With my ear pressed to the door, I hear Him saying. “Fear not.” Fear not? Oh, my Lord! With tears falling I prayed, “say that again for me?” And He does, slowly, over and over, adding finally, “Be strong and… Continue Reading