Tag: religion

Confessions of a Failed Sabbath Keeper (Guest Post by Michael Williams)

Confessions of a Failed Sabbath Keeper (Guest Post by Michael Williams)

Oh, I know a little something about sabbath. I have been in the process of learning about it from various sources almost all my life. When I was a child there were “blue laws” in the community where I grew up, which meant that stores 

Finding Sabbath – The Hard Way (Guest Post by John Van Sloten)

Finding Sabbath – The Hard Way (Guest Post by John Van Sloten)

What do I do, #ForSabbathsSake? Apparently I burn out and learn my lesson the hard way. I remember reading a pastoral burnout study a few years back and thinking that it was too bad that those leaders couldn’t keep their lives in balance. At the 

Keeping Sabbath to Keep Balance Through Changing Seasons of Life (Guest Post by Missy Buchanan)

Keeping Sabbath to Keep Balance Through Changing Seasons of Life (Guest Post by Missy Buchanan)

When my children were growing up, Sundays seemed to be the busiest day of the week for me.  My husband and I hustled three kids out of the house and into the family van to get to church on time. On most Sunday mornings, I 

Seeking Sabbath: The Struggle for the Necessary (Guest Post by Rev. J. Brad Mitchell)

Seeking Sabbath: The Struggle for the Necessary (Guest Post by Rev. J. Brad Mitchell)

Time escapes me…When will I ever catch up…I cannot afford a day off…Is sabbath really that important anyway?  These are thoughts which flood my mind as I sit down with my calendar to plan my sabbath rest.  Yes, I have to be intentional about sabbath. 

Unexpected Sanga: Stumbling into Deep Community

Unexpected Sanga: Stumbling into Deep Community

I was certain we’d hate each other. Many writers experience a push-pull of introversion and ego, of wanting to “see” the world in order to convey it, and longing to convey to the reader what they see. Some of us are envious when the other 

Marked by Faith: The Spirituality of Tattoos

I’m fascinated with tattoos. Though I have none, it hasn’t stopped my from querying everyone I meet who has an intriguing mark on his or her body. Fred cringes in face-palming embarrassment when I inquire: “Tell me about your tattoo!” holding up grocery store lines and