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Interrogate the Language
We deconstruct everything so why the bugaboo? Mark Driscoll famously attacked deconstruction, or Deconstruction, with the caricature that the goal is to reduce everything to its nub so it...
#DEI and Indoctrination?! with Greg Horton
Claims that the Woke Left is indoctrinating students in Oklahoma Public Schools have been a talking point of Oklahoma State School Superintendent Ryan Walters since he began his campaign....
Rambo’s First Blood? Nah, Merely a Flesh Wound
Who doesn’t take a selfie with blood running down their face? It’s hard on a preacher to sweat. Jerry and Beth lived across the street from the parsonage on...
It’s an Op Ed!
Religion reporting is as fraught with peril as any other specialized field of journalism. Pastors, at least seminary-trained pastors, learn to discern the genre of the text under consideration....
Pastoring, Lasso, and Grace
We do not lasso grace, grace lassos us. From my latest Can We Talk? Last month I was invited to do a breakout session for the Mockingbird Tulsa Conference....
Museum Pieces
What are a couple of Southern Baptists doing among the Liberals? From my recent Substack, Can We Talk? Taken together, these two events, the question I received in Tulsa...
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Emma Thomas
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
Earn Palmer
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
Halie Jackson
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
The Cat
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
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We Can Share That Table Over There
Sundays are often very busy for us. Our busyness is equal parts the nature of my vocation and my own choices. Yesterday, we had a bit more time for lunch. A co-worker told Patty about Granny’s Kitchen, so off we went. We stood between the door and the waitstaff podium in the packed restaurant. The waitress...
Marty Duren and The Disparate Ones
I scraped off the cobwebs, blew out the dust, and set up the mic to converse with my friend Marty Duren. We have been friends and have shared our writing for almost twenty years. Sometimes, the projects were collaborative. We often wanted another set of eyes on something we were putting down on paper. Today,...