For one of my Bible classes, students are required to write their final paper on the letter to Philemon in the New Testament.
The paper asks students to trace Paul’s argument, or rather, petition, for a runaway slave named Onesimus, with a specific emphasis on several verses. One of which is verse 15 (NRSV), “Perhaps this is the reason he was separated from you for a while, so that you might have him back forever.” The word I have students focus on is perhaps.
It’s a small word, which is used only one other time in the New Testament (Romans 5:7). It comes from the Greek word, τάχα, an adverb meaning “possibly” or “peradventure.”
However, it packs a big theological punch.
My husband and I are landscaping novices.
In February of this year, we trimmed the tree directly in front of our house, in an attempt to eradicate a rat from our attic.
Let me rephrase that—we had a tree trimming company trim the tree directly in front of our house because our pest control company told us we needed to…
When I’m not teaching, I get to spend my mornings with the coolest 2-year-old in the world—my best friends’ little boy.
While playing with his Thomas The Train bubbles the other day, he wanted to take charge of the bubble dispenser and wand. He let me know, very declaratively, “I do it Jess!”
Like any normal 2-year-old in Erikson’s Autonomy vs. Shame/Doubt psychosocial developmental stage, he wanted to blow the bubbles on his own…
In three days, we officially set sail on our pirate ship.
We’ve frequently used this analogy over the last several months to describe the journey we’re embarking on. Why specifically a pirate ship, I know not, but this is the vision that came to you, and one that’s resonated with both of us.
For our 11-month anniversary, you gave me a pirate ship coloring book. Your thoughtfulness always astonishes me, however, it was the gift’s symbolism which also deeply moved me…