So I climbed out of bed, showered, got dressed, and headed for Javasti's, where I got my cup of coffee and a scone I wasn't supposed to get (just a little push and pull with an ongoing discipline--lost this battle for a number of reasons), and sat at the outdoor table relishing an amazingly beautiful …
Receiving Poetry, Receiving the Christ
Jazz is blaring in the background, the coffee cup has been drained, and I'm sitting in the window at Javasti's sitting across from a man whose name I know, but we rarely speak. Who knows why? There's a baby that screeches from time to time, and the quiet hum of the place has been replaced …
Faucets and Bolts…No Worries
Okay. On Sunday, my wife's driving along in our van and hears a noise--a loud bang, almost as if she's run over something, and the car begins to wobble noticeably. She manages to get home, and then, next morning I manage to get it to the dealer. Driving along I-5, it feels like I'm skating …
Saying What’s What…
Well, yesterday...I preached again. My task was to essentially set the table for the elders to speak into a difficult situation we've been dealing with, and in doing that, I felt a strong need to model what I've been calling brokenness. So from the pulpit, I explained my own. I talked about my various disappointments …
The Truth Will Set You Free
My mind is working overtime these days on the idea of brokenness, change, and the road to freedom, whatever that might mean. Yesterday's Sabbath had me walking around Barnes and Noble last night, just drinking in the state of the world. I've written before how bookstores can overwhelm me, the sheer volume of words, ideas, …
JEFF BERRYMAN 