All my life, I have wanted to belong. And I have tried all sorts of tactics to gain a sense of belonging. In preschool, according to my mother I was the boss. I marched around as though I was the admiral of a fleet of 3 and 4 year olds ready to conquer the world. I belonged because I was in charge. In elementary school, a move from Garner to Southern Pines meant I had to start over. I was court marshaled and no longer the admiral, but trying to work my......
For the past several weeks we have come across stories that have had a different meaning than we may have thought they had. There’s the story of Jacob which is more about a family’s struggle to accept this revolutionary idea that God is about love and grace and mercy and provision and blessing when the world had told them that gods were not like that. There’s the story of mustard seeds which aren’t really about the smallest becoming the greatest, but instead about the kingdom of God being like an invasive weed......