I Wondered If There Were Other Restless

Most Of The Ugliness In The Human Narrative Comes From A Distorted Quest To Possess Beauty. Coveting Begins With Appreciating Blessings: Murder Begins With A Hunger For Justice. Lust Begins With A Recognition Of Beauty. Gluttony Begins When Our Enjoyment Of The Delectable Gifts Of God Starts To Consume Us. Idolatry Begins When Our Seeing A Reflection Of God In Something Beautiful Leads To Our Thinking That The Beautiful Image Bearer Is Worthy Of Worship.

Jesus Did Not Send Us Into The World To Make Believers But To Make Disciples.

We See God All The Time Here. People Only Hear Bad Things About Our Neighborhood. Kensington Is Known As The Badlands. I Always Say You Have To Be Careful When You Call A Place The Badlands Because That Is Exactly What They Said About Nazareth. Nothing Good Can Come From There. I Think We See God In The Margins.

When I Think Of Some Of The Great Renewals In The Church I Think Of Folks Like St. Francis And Clare Of Assisi Who, Through Their Lifestyle, Were Challenging The Patterns Of Materialism And Militarism And It Affected The Christianity Of Their Age.

In Fact, The Gospel Shows Us Change Comes From The Bottom Rather Than The Top, From An Old Rugged Cross Rather Than A Gold Royal Throne.