I believe in grace, but I wonder what what must happen in my life before I have the appetite for the goodness, sweetness and joy of the Gospel? I am not talking about the joy of straight theological lines or the manipulated joy of the big show at the local megachurch. I am talking about the joy of the Gospel that lives in the hearts of the poor, the dispossessed, the disowned and the disenfranchised of the world. What will move me away from all the misplaced happiness I pursue and toward a thirst for living water and the one who is the ever-ending fountain.
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Write Like a Tree: The Slow Habits of Christian Sub-Creation
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[image: Write Like a Tree]
“One writes out of the leaf-mould of the mind.” This is J.R.R. Tolkien’s
answer to how he wrote *The Lord of the Rings*. Here’s ...
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