I landed a few hours ago and am back in my apartment after a week in Pittsburgh. As I was thinking about my time away, something curious happened in my mind: I thought, “It was nice to be home for a week with family, but after so much traveling I’m glad to be home today.” I was at home last week in PA, and I’m home today in Chicago. Where, exactly, is my home? Home is a funny thing.
“I’m fully on board with these objections to evangelism. But our earliest Christian ancestors lived and died in the hope of offering the whole world an invitation to radical, transformative, healing, empowering love.”
“Bryan Stevenson’s witness recalled for me a phrase adopted by Eugene Peterson but originally coined by Friedrich Nietzsche, who spoke of patience as a ‘long obedience in the same direction.’”