I have heard it preached from too many pulpits. Well-meaning preachers, who have never really taken the time to reflect on the analogy properly, depict Jesus on the cross as the bridge spanning an impassable chasm between us and God. Alternatively, we are at the bottom of a ladder, trying to attain God’s impossible standards... Continue Reading →
Stuck in the Middle
I’ve tried, I really have, but I still cannot understand the appeal of long distance running. Most participants know from the outset that they have absolutely no chance of winning, and surely the declaration of a winner is the reason a race exists? And you cannot argue that the joy is to be found not... Continue Reading →
A Critique of the Prophetic Ministry
After my post about prophesy a few weeks ago, one of my Facebook friends posted the following response (I have cut out only the salutations): “My thoughts are that you have touched on a side of the prophetic that gives the church a bad rep and I have also lost patience with oily televangelists. LOL!... Continue Reading →
Saying Goodbye to Gran
I am not convinced that God interferes in the affairs of men nearly as much as we think He does, but if I were a little less cynical I could be persuaded that God had His hand in the opportunity I had to visit my grandmother yesterday. I had travelled 1200km from Johannesburg to run... Continue Reading →
Should We Trust Those Who Claim To Speak For God?
I could see in her eyes that she was sincere. There was an authentic desire to impart spiritual truth written there. But there was something else, too – a kind of fanatical vehemence that I have come to distrust. Perhaps because I have been there, I know that the zealous are almost always inflated by... Continue Reading →
Towards Reciprocal Recognition: Some Thoughts on Being White
In his Phenomenology of Spirit, Georg Hegel suggests that we only come to know ourselves through the way that we believe others perceive us, and that the motivation behind many of our actions is the attempt to assert an individuality that frees us from the objectifying views others hold of us. In other words, our... Continue Reading →
Sinful Thoughts
There are times I am embarrassed to call myself Christian. Not because I am ashamed of Jesus. Not at all. He makes sense. But the picture of Christianity the world gets has become so antithetical to everything I stand for that I don’t want to be associated with it. So much internet real estate and... Continue Reading →
Life Begins at 40
My friend, Estelle, summed it up best when she found out it was my 41st birthday yesterday: “Is it your birthday today? I am not sure whether to offer congratulations or condolences!” Whoever said that life begins at 40 was quite obviously mistaken. I have given it a year now – I am not the... Continue Reading →
Pear-Sharking the Gospel: on the Infallibility of Scripture
I was playing P.O.D. in the car on the way home. It is part of my shameless attempt to ensure that when Nathan is a teenager, I don’t have to listen to R&B blaring from his room. The early signs were positive. He didn’t object at all to one of my favourite feel-good songs of... Continue Reading →
I am Orlando
The Orlando massacre is a terrible tragedy that really ought to make us relook at the way we think about and thus behave towards each other. Sadly, like so many tragedies before it, it seems to have galvanised in certain sectors of society the hatred and bigotry that led to the crime in the first... Continue Reading →