Fictional Memoirs: Communion

I, by myself, am not a person¹

Living here and not yet. Communion acts in opposition to individualism. For a Christian the idea that religion and spirituality are private matters, is as biblically illiterate as the goalie presuming she does not need her team. You need all the saints and they need you. That desire for perfectness is sifted out by being with others. When you see the bigger picture, you notice how small your selfie really is. You cannot truly participate unless you have a full team. Do you see the opposition to individualism when communion is taken as a family?

The Christian life is complex.

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Fictional Memoirs: Stone them

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And you who judge – casting the blame, the indictment of shame – you have no excuse. You who caste indictment upon others in the name of being a good judge of character, you have no excuse. Justifying grounds for you are looser than an untied shoe. Alas, justice and fairness must be dealt. “Thank God I am not a woman,” you pray.

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Fictional Memoirs: Bad Christian

I’m a beggar telling other beggars where to find food.

Real food is needed. Real truth is where unction meets function. Disciples will not be made until our pride is reduced like hide.

Life is built upon life. Cheap tricks won’t save a life lost in a cave.  We won’t use banana splits or any other gimmicks that are only counterproductive and destructive.

How many times will the youth pastor shave his head before he saves the spiritually dead? Continue reading