The Commute


The train arrived at 5:10, like it did every day on my way home. I claimed my usual seat and watched as the car filled with familiar faces of the public transit’s frequent riders. I used the rail service during seminary as a way to save money. The trip took an hour each way and required two connecting bus routes, but it helped with the bills. I normally spent the commute lost to my headphones or focused on Hebrew flashcards, but today I opted for the window, gazing drowsily through the rain-streaked glass.

On the nearby freeway, traffic crept along. Office buildings and public parks raced past my view. About halfway through the route, the track crested a slight swell where a number of billboards were strategically placed. One in particular caught my eye. It was for a waxing salon.

…I know, stay with me.

*You can read the rest of this post at Jen Pollock Michel’s blog series, “Home: Musings and Memories.”

Illustration Courtesy of Charles Forerunner.


What Rob Bell Gets Right and Wrong About the Bible


Despite the fact that most Americans own multiple copies of the Bible, biblical illiteracy is on the rise. People fail to see the Bible’s relevance, they don’t take time to read it, and when they do, they struggle with the unfamiliar language. Many recognize the theoretical importance of Scripture but lack the confidence to engage it in a meaningful way.

With his latest book, What Is the Bible?: How an Ancient Library of Poems, Letters, and Stories Can Transform the Way You Think and Feel About Everything, author and speaker Rob Bell attempts to provide relief for those confused by Scripture. He believes the confusion is best resolved by stressing the human aspect of the Bible in the hopes of opening Scripture to everyone, not just the “religious.”

*You can read the rest of this post at The Gospel Coalition.

Housekeeping Among the Shadows of Eden


During our six years of marriage, my wife and I have lived in four separate homes and two different cities. We have packed and unpacked countless boxes such that if I never again have to smell the mingling scents of dust, cardboard, and sweat I will die a happy man.

Our last move came in the summer of 2013 when we purchased our first home together. It was a big step financially, but it was also a big commitment geographically, as apartment leases are easier to terminate than a mortgage. A few days before our move-in date, the previous owners notified us that they had finished vacating and turned over the keys to us.

We couldn’t wait to see the place. Despite having no furniture, we packed up a couple of sleeping bags and drove over to our new property with a cheap bottle of wine and Chipotle to celebrate. We spent our first night in the house sharing dinner on the hardwood floor discussing how we wanted to arrange each room. The walls were blank, but the space was full of promise…

*You can read the rest of this post at Fathom Magazine.

Illustration Courtesy of Valentina Locatelli.