A Spirituality of Radical Compassion
My earliest (as far as I can recollect) mystical experience came to me at Camp Joy Bible Camp in rural Minnesota. It was the custom their to have a campfire the final evening. It was a sacred fire of the fundamentalist sort; between songs, campers were encouraged to share “testimonies.”…
Though it is almost almost irrelevant to modern content consumers, blogs still fill the middle-space between social media posts and feature-length formats. Some of my social media posts get a polish and end up here. So too do fragments that might seed future books.