Wendy’s Blog

On the Road: The Psalms of Ascent

Psalms 120-134 make up the Psalms of Ascent, a collection of songs for the journey from where life is messed up and hard to where it reflects God’s intended blessing for his people.

Singing As We Go (or What’s a Song of Ascents Anyway?)

Singing As We Go (or What’s a Song of Ascents Anyway?)

Singing and travel go together. Whether we are merrily rowing along, going home on country roads, or leaving on a jet plane, something about going places brings the melodies out of us. Maybe it’s the lure of the adventure or the destination; maybe it’s the delight of...

The Trail Head

The Trail Head

Psalms 120–134 make up the Psalms of Ascent, a collection of songs for the journey from where life is messed up to where it reflects God’s intended blessing for his people. I stumbled into the Psalms of Ascent when I was plodding through graduate school in Madison,...

The Book of Daniel

The Sky Is Falling (a.k.a. Election 2016)

(Excerpted from Story of God Bible Commentary, Daniel, pp 58-59) The message of Nebuchadnezzar’s dream that God is the one true king is as relevant in the twenty-first century as it was when Nebuchadnezzar caught a glimpse of the ages to come. World rulers and their...

Of Rams and Goats, Again (and hopefully turkey)

I hope you have some Thanksgiving leftovers, because you’ll need them for this post. Last time we were in Daniel 8, we sorted out the geography of Daniel’s vision. This time around, we’ll sort out the history behind the vision (you might want to review the vision...

A Geography Lesson: The Location of Daniel’s Second Vision

If you are geographically challenged, I have more sympathy for you than I used to. I have always prided myself on having a good sense of direction, and I confess I have scoffed at people who don’t know their east from their west. Maps have always been my friend – I...

Of Rams and Goats (and mairzy doats?)

So far this season, my NFL team has knocked off a sleuth of Bears, a flock of Hawks, and a herd of Rams. All fearsome creatures these, but if you want a terrifying creature, let me commend to you the goat. Yes, the goat. It may be a tough sell for an expansion team...

A New Chapter (Daniel 8)

We’ve made it to chapter 8 in Daniel, but I must warn you – things do not get better any time soon. This chapter recounts a second terrifying vision that Daniel had, a vision very similar to the first vision he had in the endless chapter 7. Not only are the visions...

The Little Horn: Antiochus, Antichrist, and Apocalyptic Literature

It’s time to wrap up Daniel 7, but first we should talk a little bit more about the little horn. The little horn appears in two of Daniel’s visions: chapters 7 and 8. In the first, it is an eleventh horn on the fourth beast, displacing three horns when it appears. In...

How to Read the Bible

Daniel’s Other Half

I started warning you early about the second half of Daniel (and by “early” I mean within the first month of this blog’s life), and now that we’ve finally arrived, I’m reposting something I said way back then just to get things started… -- I’m teaching Daniel to a...

And We’re Back (at least, for now…)

Once upon a time, I was blogging through the book of Daniel… Most recently, a phrase I use very loosely, we were working through Daniel 6. Then came a couple “fly-across-the-country” trips for work; a holiday of thanks; a two-week, out-of-town stint on a jury; a...

Reading between the Lines (or Lions)

Sometimes the Bible is outright confusing to us (for example, the bit about the sons of God marrying the daughters of men in Gen 6 - that's a head-scratcher). Other times, it is refreshingly straightforward and clear (for example, the bit about God being the creator)....

Darius the Precarious

"We've got some news, good King Darius We fear your position is precarious" These opening lines from the Veggie Tales song set in Daniel 6 are truer than the songwriters may have known. One of the many conundrums in the book of Daniel is the identity of Darius the...

Speed Bumps and Sermons

I have to drive over six particularly obnoxious speed bumps every time I leave my condo parking lot. “Bump” is what you’d properly call them if they were half their height. Bellingham seems to love such speed “bumps,” but I can’t figure out if their abundance means we...

Look Who’s Talkin’

One of the unusual features of the story of Belshazzar and the handwriting on the wall (Dan 5) is the amount of space it devotes to people talking. There are three unusually long speeches by three different characters. The first is by the queen (vv. 11-12), who is...

Wayside Stops

Leave the Dust

Leave the Dust

We vacuum religiously at our house. Dusting is another story, but you wouldn’t know it from our shelf full of dusting supplies: fuzzy blue Norwex dusting mitts, a California Duster, cans of Endust and Pledge, a Swiffer duster, and a pile of rags big enough to suds the...

Six Feet

Six Feet

We went to the site together, you and I— I drove you there to inspect the stone, newly placed. The summer sun was bright, your grassy spot speckled with shade. You stood six feet back, shoes planted near their final resting place. Six feet of summer green and creeping...

Dear Dad

Dear Dad

It’s Father’s Day week. In honor and memory of my dad, I’ve been drinking out of one of his mugs. I think I gave it to him for Christmas 2004—at the end of one of the most difficult years of my life. By Christmastime I was halfway through my first year as a graduate...

A Holy Week

A Holy Week

This has been a Holy Week to remember—or, some might say, to forget. With COVID-19 flying around the globe, most of us have “been sent home until further notice,” and the most holy week on the church calendar has been forced into cyber space. I began the week Facebook...

Dad

Dad

It won't be long now. We’re about to lose our dad for the second time. We lost him the first time on June 1, 2005. That morning as he prayed with my mom—as he did every morning before the day got going—he suffered a massive stroke that robbed him of a great deal of...

“I want to go home.”

“I want to go home.”

As I stared into the porcelain bowl of a hotel bathroom on Sunday night, I wanted two things. First, to stop puking, and second, to go home—in that order. A stomach bug when you’re an airplane trip away from home is magnified misery. Think TSA, crowds, and carry-on...