http://precariouspastor.net/2008/10/20/from-the-wilderness/ leaving a trail while re-inventing the church Mon, 22 Feb 2010 17:39:25 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 http://precariouspastor.net/2008/10/20/from-the-wilderness/#comment-172 precariouspastor Tue, 21 Oct 2008 21:52:40 +0000 http://precariouspastor.wordpress.com/?p=139#comment-172 The centerpiece of faith in Christ is resurrection. Life from death, through death, despite death, you name it. The point is, there is no new life without real death. Thus death is pretty important - in all its forms. It would be masochistic to say that we should therefore welcome, like or happily accept it. It is still death. But God's action, sealed in Jesus, is that this isn't the last word. God's trick, if you will, is to not eliminate death, but to render it impotent. The centerpiece of faith in Christ is resurrection. Life from death, through death, despite death, you name it. The point is, there is no new life without real death. Thus death is pretty important – in all its forms. It would be masochistic to say that we should therefore welcome, like or happily accept it. It is still death. But God’s action, sealed in Jesus, is that this isn’t the last word. God’s trick, if you will, is to not eliminate death, but to render it impotent.

]]> http://precariouspastor.net/2008/10/20/from-the-wilderness/#comment-171 Ms. L. Tue, 21 Oct 2008 21:32:38 +0000 http://precariouspastor.wordpress.com/?p=139#comment-171 Last night someone asked me how I experience God. Your post does a great job of eloquently describing my limited relationship. On good days, I find God in the colors of fall, the cool air, the gentle breeze. But there I days where we get frightening storms, gusty winds, downpours, bitter cold. Just thinking about what comes after the storm, after the dead of winter, makes the experience much different. Maybe that's faith. Knowing that there is something wonderful waiting for us beyond the storm. Literally and figuratively. Last night someone asked me how I experience God. Your post does a great job of eloquently describing my limited relationship. On good days, I find God in the colors of fall, the cool air, the gentle breeze. But there I days where we get frightening storms, gusty winds, downpours, bitter cold. Just thinking about what comes after the storm, after the dead of winter, makes the experience much different. Maybe that’s faith. Knowing that there is something wonderful waiting for us beyond the storm. Literally and figuratively.

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