Our world tells us a story of death. It says there is nothing. It says that we are just piles of dust. It says that there is no greater plan. There is no greater being. We are a mistake of the cosmos. We exist by chance. And all we are is piles of dust. It tells us there is no divine being at work. Death is the end. We are piles of dust in the end. And when our hearts stop and our lungs stop breathing and life leaves these fragile shells there is nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Bu
We’re talking about Jesus in this series. We exploring the idea that he is like a discordant note; a note which shouldn’t fit and yet a note which everything better by its presence. Our culture says achieve achieve achieve…and do it at any cost. We use phrases like climbing the corporate ladder or upwardly mobile. I recently saw someone tell a young girl that being beautiful isn’t the most important thing. I’m on board with that. I think we need to give our young ladies and
This is the fifth part of a series. It may help to start with part 1 where the idea of a discordant note is explored. Imagine you were told you had a terminal disease. Imagine you had cervical spondylosis. Imagine the nerves around your spine were being eroded away. Imagine the sensation of your nerves being pinched, the constant pain, the agony, the anguish. Imagine that was your story. Imagine all the notes were playing that song And then imagine you were at a conference. I
I’ve you’ve been following these posts from part 1, sorry for starting with directing people to the start again. If you’ve not been following these posts from part 1…what are you playing at! Go start at the beginning! At the Rock we believe in adult baptism, mainly because Jesus told us to do it (but that’s a theological conversation for another time.) As we don’t have a building we don’t have a nice warm baptismal pool. We have our baptisms in Loch Lomond. We don’t do nice w
As with most trilogies, Part 3 is greatly improved by seeing parts 1 and 2 first, so if you jumping in straight into part 3 don’t say I didn’t warn you. Jesus has twelve disciples. A bunch of misfits and rejects. Actually he has way more than twelve by this part of the story because this twelve keep talking about Him. And one of the twelve, a man called Stephen, speaks of Jesus with such passion that the crowds of Israelites drag him out of town and start scooping up rocks f
If you haven’t read part 1, you should go read it. This will make a bit more sense if you read it. I think Jesus is like a discordant note. Discordant notes are notes which shouldn’t work and yet do. Notes which should jar. Notes which should sound like fingers on a chalkboard….but which bring things to life. Notes which don’t fit with the notes around them and yet bring beauty and depth and power and shade and wonder to us. I think Jesus is like a discordant note. He jars
They say you should write about what you know. So let’s not do that. It’s far too safe…I’m the antithesis of a musician. I like an ear for tone, I have no innate sense of rhythm, my hands are slow, I can’t use my hands independently of one another. I am not musical in the slightest. I know nothing about musical theory but I’ve heard of discordant notes. Notes which shouldn’t work and yet do. Notes which should jar. Notes which should sound like fingers on a chalkboard…
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