Local Doc on the Block
[Guest reflection on health and illness from Scott M., aspiring healthcare professional.] Which is easier, to say to the paralytic, ‘Your sins are forgiven,’ or to say, ‘Rise, take up your bed and walk’? But that you may know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins”—he said...
The late Pastor Fred once counseled a younger pastor who was deeply frustrated with his people in our community who could never seem to “get it together”. “Why don’t you just love them like the father they never had?!” The love of the Father gives us an identity, a calling,...
On my 0.3 mile walk to and from work each day, I pass by endless amounts of litter. It is disheartening to say the least. However, there have been two incidences when I noticed someone threw their mini flosser thingy on the ground and each time I was elated. Someone...
[Deeply thoughtful post from Deborah M, following up her other pertinent question, “Is it safe?”.] This spring and summer, I dated a guy who I liked quite a bit, who also happened to have his heart set on leaving the city of Philadelphia for greener pastures. This naturally led me...
[Dollars and cents (or sense? get it?) from Amy L.] Just wanted to divulge some of the numbers that accompany my decision to work and live in “da ‘hood”. I know that following Christ shouldn’t involve too much calculating, because that can often intercept steps/leaps of faith. Mainly, I want...
[Part 9 in Liz’s story of God’s calling her into inner city behavioral health care] For my undergraduate graduation, my college ministry group gave me a copy of When People are Big, and God is Small by Ed Welch. I took a look at the description on the back cover,...
[Part 8 of Liz’s story of God’s calling into healthcare in an inner city setting.] Waiting can be challenging. Whether you have been waiting for the next post in this series or waiting for these posts to end, waiting involves patiently holding out hope in the midst of uncertainty, perplexity,...
[Part 7 in a narrative of Liz’s calling into counseling as a member of health care team in an inner city.] For all my discussions with counselees about overcoming barriers to obedience in their own lives and relationships, I am a wimp. Yet by this point in my journey, I...
