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While walking around the Haight in San Francisco this evening, I felt like I needed to pray. Not merely that I wanted to, although that may be part of it, but something in me felt so moved to that it felt like a necessity at the moment. Whether that was the Spirit speaking or just…
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It is said that people who refuse to recognize the flaws in something are wearing rose-tinted glasses—willingly and consciously denying an aspect of reality and choosing to stick with their own version of current affairs. Maybe they hate to see something they hold dear unravel before their very eyes. Or maybe it’s the belief that…
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“Puhon, anak. Say ‘puhon.’” It was my dad more than my mom who reminded me of this. Funny enough, my dad’s native tounge was Tagalog; it was my mom who taught him Bisaya. Yet she would never be the one to remind me—part of me always wondered why. But what mattered more to me was…
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To some, theology is a specter, an ivory tower, or a weathered cage. It either haunts, demeans, or confines. And I don’t blame people who think of theology this way. Far too often, theology is presented in the public square as something that is either lofty or bigoted—as problematic or irrelevant. I believe that this…
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Being and becoming. In being, something is, existing as it is. In becoming, one is actively in the process of change. In both, the subject in question is engaged in a dynamic existence marked by transformation, movement, alteration, and transcendence. While this may seem like lofty metaphysics (although to a degree, it is), everything in…
John Lee Wagas 