A Letter to the Ethiopian Eunuch


Back when the church first began, you traveled to Jerusalem to worship. It’s described that your way back home to your Queen and her treasure is a desert road. I imagine your chariot like my car pulled off on the side. Maybe a break to find a little drink. Maybe you say “I can go no further. What is it I’m missing?” You send your questions up, “Who is this humiliated man I’m reading about here? Why is he led to slaughter?”

Far away, right about the time that Stephen is stoned and hearts feel like desert-places, God speaks to Philip, “Go way out of your way for me. Go way into the desert.”

… continue reading over at (In)Courage.

  • January 29, 2012
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