“Why are we, as a society that recognized there was something seriously wrong with "mother's little helper" and hippies doing all sorts of drugs to "turn on, tune in, and drop out" in the 50's and 60's, so willing to take what amounts to the same thing from licensed drug pushers?”
“Instead of using therapy to try and reduce their fear and anger, people now celebrated these destructive emotions, labeling themselves as politically active rather than emotionally dysfunctional.”
Source: The Meditating Psychiatrist Who Tried to Kill Himself
“How do we come to terms with the prejudices, discrimination, and structural racism of white supremacy implicit in the structures of the church and the missiological endeavors of people who were not bad people?”
Source: Can "White" People Be Saved?: Triangulating Race, Theology, and Mission
“Learn to trust His heart when you cannot trace His hand,”
“The first lesson of church plantology is that planting a church should never be our focus. Christ never commanded his disciples to plant churches, because it’s not what He wanted them to focus on. Focusing on the church to be planted leads to church starting, whereas focusing on the Great Commission itself leads to church planting.”
Source: Church Plantology: The Art and Science of Planting Churches
“If you plant churches, discipleship may or may not happen. Yet if you devote yourself to making disciples, churches will inevitably be planted.”
Source: Church Plantology: The Art and Science of Planting Churches
“Eckhart Schnabel quoted Ferdinand Hahn, saying, “The early church was a missionary church. The proclamation, the teaching, all activities of the early Christians had a missionary dimension.”
Source: Church Plantology: The Art and Science of Planting Churches
“It’s instinctive to want to be buried on the land you come from. It has energetic importance. Aboriginal people got their spiritual bearings by knowing their ancestors were in certain places. It is an energetic navigational system. We would do the same, if we are sufficiently connected to the land and our body. Anyone aware that from soil they come and to soil they will return remains deeply connected to their roots.”
Source: Nanima: Spiritual Fiction
“And now, at last, after a lifetime of linoleum and asphalt and Axminster carpets, the heavy flat-footed woman trod the springing earth. Born fifty-seven years ago in a suburban wilderness of smoke-grimed bricks, she knew no more of Nature than a scarecrow rigid on a broomstick above a field of waving corn. She who had lived so close to the little forest on the Bendigo Road had never felt the short wiry grass underfoot. Never walked between the straight shaggy stems of the stringy-bark trees. Never paused to savour the jubilant gusts of Spring that carried the scent of wattle and eucalypt right into the front hall of the College. Nor sniffed with foreboding the blast of the North wind, laden in summer with the fine ash of mountain fires.”
Source: Picnic at Hanging Rock
“At every step the prospect ahead grew more enchanting with added detail of crenellated crags and lichen-patterned stone. Now a mountain laurel glossy above the dogwood's dusty silver leaves, now a dark slit between two rocks where maidenhair fern trembled like green lace.”
Source: Picnic at Hanging Rock