CrossRooted

This week I’ve been getting ready to preach on “The Human Condition” this Sunday.  And I was reminded once again that I have no right to be a pastor.  This week I have been angry, envious, impatient, lustful, presumptuous, sarcastic,  snide, and ungrateful.  And those are just the sins I can easily remember off the [...]

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Most of the sermons I heard as a fundamentalist were preached by relatives: my grandfather, my father, one uncle on each side of the family.  The other two main experiences I had were at Bible college chapel (held every school day for the two years I was there), and at Bible conferences as a child [...]

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