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Logos tou Theou

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The Bible is not an end in itself, but a means to bring men to an intimate and satisfying knowledge of God, that they may enter into him, that they may delight in his presence, may taste and know the inner sweetness of the very God himself in the core and center of their hearts.
-A.W. Tozer
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I am going to start off by making it very clear that I do not have all the answers. I don't even have all the questions for that matter. But one thing I do have is a growing love for the ancient words of the New Testament. I am finishing up my third semester of Ancient Greek, which I decided to cram into two weeks. Things have been pretty crazy, but it has also been awesome just to be engulfed in the original language of Gospel according to John (of which we are translating about 40%).

Yet, those opening words of John's still ring most powerfully in my mind: "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. This one was in the begi…

Going home...

This is going to be one of my more personal posts which I have written thus far. I must say that I am slightly nervous about going back home from college when I finish up with my two-week course next Friday. I'm not nervous because of my wedding that will be coming up two weeks after I get home. I'm extremely excited about that. It's going to be amazing. What I am nervous about is the church situation back home. I have been observing things from 300 miles away, only getting bits and pieces of what's going on in Columbia. And from what I have seen and heard, especially of what has happened over the past few months, faithful Christians, whom I have come to respect greatly, have not been acting very Christ-like toward fellow believers. They believe they they are more right, or more correct in their interpretation of the Bible than other Christians - and they very likely are. But the situation has gotten out of hand. It appears that instead of going to a brother one on…

"Jesus Christ" by Brand New

Brand New has been my favorite band for a very long time now. Their newest album is titled The Devil and God are Raging Inside Me, and it is simply outstanding in my opinion. They are not a Christian band, by any means, but this album has quite a spiritual overtone to it. This song really got to me and continues to be my favorite song of theirs. I feel like the writer is just being real with Jesus. He doesn't have everything together. He doesn't know what's going to happen to him. But he's trying to be real and not hold back. This is exactly how I feel sometimes, but I know that it will be OK because of his love for me. ____________________________ Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face, The kind you'd find on someone that could save. If they don't put me away, Well, it'll be a miracle Do you believe you're missing out That everything good is happening somewhere else? But with nobody in your bed The night's hard to get through. And I will die all…

What if...

What if...there were no heaven? Is God still worth our time? Would you still devote your life to him? Would he still be great? Would Jesus' sacrifice be worth anything? What would we have to live for? What would we have to die for? Would any of the debates over instruments, baptism, women's roles, predestination, etc. have any point to them? This is a question I have been wrestling with for a while. What if heaven were not intended to be the end goal of the Christian life? What if we stopped worrying about what things will and won't get us to heaven, and instead started focusing more on how God's kingdom could be spread here on earth? So what if there were no heaven? I pray that we would all still be able to abide by the two greatest commands, "Love the Lord your God with all you heart, soul, mind, and strength, and love your neighbor as yourself." Could we still do that? Would we still do that? I hope so. I have come to think that maybe (and this is simpl…

Communion, part C: Some (maybe not so) Final Thoughts

So the question then is, what should we do? I must say, that I do not know. We have become so far removed from the setting of the first century worship assembly that it would be nearly impossible to take the meal as they did week after week. Instead of smaller groups of believers meeting in each others homes to share a meal, including the Lord's Supper at the end, we have thousand-member congregations sitting in pews, staring at the floor or at the back of their sister's head. I'm not suggesting to completely rid ourselves of these "mega-church" type settings. I find it very encouraging to worship in one place at one time with hundreds or thousands of fellow believers. However, this type of setting is not easily conducive to the spirit of the Lord's Supper. So what can be done? Here are a few suggestions that others and I have brainstormed: While the communion trays are passed, instead of sitting silently by yourself, have everyone in the congregation turn …

Communion part II: Some more thoughts

Ok, sorry it has been so long between the first section and this next one. This is an important issue, and I needed some extra time to work some things out. Plus life just catches me off guard sometimes. But it's alright now. I'm taking a break from my first-person narratives to bring you the long-awaited 2nd half of the discussion I started about a month ago. _____________________ Alright, so we've sped through Luke, looking more closely at the meals which Jesus shared with those desiring to follow him. These were meals of celebration, community, covenant renewal. And the Last Supper was the climax of such meals which actually instigated a new covenant instead of renewing the old one. And after all this through the life of Jesus, we see in Acts that these meals were shared quite frequently among the believers. These meals were also in celebration of the new covenant and the resulting community which those who choose to follow Christ share with God, Christ, the Spirit, a…

The Psycho of Gergesa

I know what it's like. I've been there, I've done that. I was gone. I was so far away from God, that I didn't know if there was any hope of finding my way back. I had completely lost control. I was in a constant struggle against Satan, and I was outnumbered because I tried to handle it myself. But by the time I realized I wasn't strong enough, it was far too late. Before I knew it, I was having fits of blind rage. I ended up hurting the ones I loved the most, and I had no memory of it. I had lost all control over my actions. I couldn't think straight, I did things to completely defame myself and my family. It wasn't long before I had lost complete control over everything. My life just crumbled apart beneath my feet, and I fell down into what seemed like a bottomless pit of depression, rage, hostility, aggressiveness, and complete antisocial behavior. They had no choice but to banish me from the city. I was unclean. I was dangerous. I was possessed. By tha…