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All of The Sudden…

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.   I read a lot. I study Scripture, its doctrines and theology. I study philosophy, Christian, secular, and Eastern philosophy. I teach theology and do ministry training, I write a lot of cultural commentary and practical theology, I serve in various leadership roles. My dad Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
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Death Can Die Part II

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.   In part one of Death Can Die I spoke of the Eucharist and its importance in conveying the idea of “protesting death and living the resurrection.” We looked at John 6:53–59 and Jesus’ words about His life giving flesh and blood. I’m indebted to Tamara Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

Untitled

Written by R.A. Loyd   Perhaps madmen belong in caves wherein the Lord receives them tenderly with mercies unknown to a shaking, howling, blasphemous generation.   A mist on the concrete is three oceans to the hermit; the branch of oak is a sight of two colors; to the ascetic Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

Heavenly. . .

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.   Dope game, I’ve seen it all Seen the rise plus I’ve seen the falls, Heart full of hate I’ve seen them on those corners squeezing off (guns) Heart full of love I’ve seen it get taken advantage of I’ve seen the pain Plus I’ve Read more

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A Bindi

Written by Dave Lenehan   We might call it a pebble, a piece of dirt, a thorn or a pine needle.  The Aussies – at least according to former Newsboy frontman Peter Furler – call it a “bindi.”  It is a tiny, sharp-needled seed usually found on the beach in Australia.  Used as slang, the word means that little pointy, prickly thing that sometimes gets stuck in our foot walking on the beach or in our shoe just walking around the neighborhood.  And while its actual size is usually small, it feels like a 6-inch thick arrow tip with spikes sticking out of it.   No matter how much you might move your foot around or adjust your sock, it doesn’t go away.  That bindi stays there until you stop, remove your footwear and pluck it out. (more…)

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My Father. . .

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.   My father is a quiet man, and I’m like him in that way. My father is a pensive man, and I’m like him in that way. My father takes his time before he speaks, I am trying to be more like him in that way. My father is a humble and gentle man, and Lord knows He has a lot more work to do in me before I’ll be like my father in that way. (more…)

By The Double Edge, ago
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Sewn Into God

Written by Dave Lenehan   If you’ve ever studied either of the apostle Paul’s letters to the Corinthians, you know they are PACKED with incredible theology, encouragement, insight and tools equipping us as followers of Christ.  As I’ve been reading them again recently, I encountered some incredible passages from a Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
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Death Can Die: Part I

Through the sacrament of the Eucharist (The Lord's Supper) we protest death and partake of the resurrected life of Jesus Christ. Here are a few thoughts concerning protesting death and practicing resurrection.

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

Dominate

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.   Ran from the game then I came back Askin’ “Where the pain at?” Look dog I gotta change that From the sorrow to the joy and These cats wanna make all this noise To shut out the fear, in the silence that they’re trying Read more

By The Double Edge, ago