The Camp or the Cross

The house sits on the outer edge of the city. It’s away from the center of community life. Isolated. It is a church building, although it looks nothing like a church building. There are no crosses or steeples. There is nothing architecturally to indicate it is a place of worship

The Land Between Faith and Fear

The patriarch Jacob was always hedging his bets, helping God out, so to speak. He used cunning to get Esau to hand over the birthright. Not that Esau wasn’t complicit. He, as the Scripture says, “despised it.” He considered a belly full of soup of greater value than his birthright. Still, Jacob’s ways betrayed moralContinue reading “The Land Between Faith and Fear”

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