Welcome to my Blog!
This blog doesn’t have a theme, but includes spiritual and Biblical reflections about people, Bible passages, and often topics of race and culture and the Kingdom of God, since I am called to such work.
The blog does have a dedicatory first entry. This blog is dedicated to Kianna, once a young girl I met while serving as a pastor in Michigan, and now wherever God, she herself, and life may have taken her.
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Paz, Pastor Dan
Kianna was in third grade. She, her younger brother Cam, and I were spending the summer running around the church parking lot in Jesus’ name (a “blacktop” neighborhood ministry). On some thickly hot days, we found refuge in my air-conditioned church office, which was also a refreshing place to talk about God. “What is baptism? …Continue Reading
“For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are – yet He did not sin. Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find…Continue Reading
“But hasn’t multi-culturalism failed?” – Church leader, in my office, after a tense meeting I had been pushing to make “multi-cultural” a formally-stated value of our congregation, but I had overlooked a critical flaw, right up until I stepped in it. “Multi-culturalism” sounded like a suspiciously-leftist agenda piece to certain of my congregants. …Continue Reading
A casual conversation between Iron Man and Dr. Stephen Strange, time traveler: “I went forward into the future… to see all the possible outcomes of the coming conflict.” “How many did you see?” “14,000,605.” “How many do we win?” “One.” So a few weekends back, I finally caught up to one piece of pop…Continue Reading
WARNING: This blog post contains more science and philosophy than I understand. I wrote it anyway. Maybe you’ll even read it anyway. On a recent night, I finished reading a reflective book called The Great Unknown: Seven Journeys to the Frontiers of Science by Marcus Du Sautoy, Professor for the Public Understanding of Science at…Continue Reading
Sometimes you lose sight of why you chose the principles you did. Back when our first daughter was born, my wife and I discussed the possibility that I would speak to her in Spanish for, say, six months. The trouble was that six months is long enough to establish a firm habit, and in…Continue Reading
I regularly enjoy the webcomic “XKCD.” (I take no responsibility for you looking that up, nor for your resultant mirth, confusion, or offense.) Here is comic #2146, “Waiting for the but…” All of XKCD’s comics also come with a post-punchline punchline. This one came with: “Listen, I’m not a fan of the Spanish Inquisition…Continue Reading
My favorite genre of literature is science fiction, which wasn’t even considered literature when it started in the 19th century. A few works, like those of Mary Shelley, Jules Verne, and HG Wells, had to stand the test of time, and a few authors had to die first so that their objections to being classified…Continue Reading
My elders had granted me a Sunday off, so it was therefore a perfect day to go spy on experience other churches. Maybe covet come back with a fresh idea or two. The first church we visited was large, not mega, but large, and had a reputation in the community for shady finances and concomitantly…Continue Reading
This past MLK Day, my wife happened to take the day to go up with my two young daughters to the Art “Institvte” of Chicago. This is a place so high-tone that misspelling words means they are fancy. I suppose if you’re one of the best art mvsevms in the world, you can get away…Continue Reading
I think it was the day we walked through the purple St. Charles Borromeo Catholic Church in St. Francis, SD (pictured). Was it in a museum there or the nearby Beuchel Memorial Lakota Museum? Perhaps it is indicative of the national self-medicating historical amnesia that neither do I remember exactly where I was. One…Continue Reading