Ponderings
As I sip my tea, realizing how very remiss I have been, a lot of resolve is building in my breast. So much of legalism has put my soul in blinding bondage. So much of that bondage has led me to revolt, run the opposite direction, and really just looking for a place to rest my battered soul. Will there ever be an end to the strife and fight? So much pain. Move forward then 3 steps back again. I see how loving Christ really is a battle, for the Enemy does want to steal, kill, and destroy the beloved of God. Words like “deconstruction” which in the past were red flag buzz words, are words buzzing around in my head with less fear and more thoughtfulness. Or as I have affectionately dubbed on my blog, fleshing out vicissitudes 😎. Can I exegete my positions when the very word exegete both triggers me and also haunts me that there still is truth in exegesis? Nope. Can I paint broad strokes of positions and say “not there”, “definitely not there”, but definitely comfortable with “there”, ye