Nick Highland


If you could see the world through your enemy’s eyes, you would see God. You would see God in greater detail than you have ever known him, if you could see the world through your enemy’s eyes. As I was writing my last post, I was searching for a certain […]

Part III: Divine Revelation


Every good story requires a shared understanding of context. If a person tries reading John Steinbeck’s masterful “The Grapes of Wrath” with a 21st century context instead of properly understanding its early 20th century context, details of the story will seem absurd. Farming in the 20th century was vastly different […]

Part II:  Context and Conversion


I recently received a phone call from a friend who I had not spoken with in several years. I was thrilled to receive the call – but there was one small problem: I was in a movie theater. As I removed my vibrating phone from my pocket and saw his […]

Part I: When We’ve Lost the Plot




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January 6 is a lesser-known Christian holiday known as Epiphany.  Althought it may be lesser-known, it is nevertheless an important part of the Christian calendar, and regular remembrance of Ephiphany shapes us in powerful ways. Epiphany is a feast which celebrates the visit of the Magi to Jesus and represents […]

Epiphany


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I found out long ago that my voice has a credit limit.  Like a credit card, once I hit my “spending” limit, my voice is no longer accepted. It’s why I stopped speaking about politics. Here’s what I mean: If I have spent my time speaking about politics, and I […]

Thoughts on Being Hearable



As I write this, we’ve just started a small break from packing up moving boxes.  My family is preparing to move from our church of five years in Indiana to a new church in Michigan.  We’re excited for a new beginning, new opportunities, and a fresh sense of pastoral calling […]

Leaving the church



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Every fall, I look forward to the first hard freeze.  The first freeze means I can go outside without covering myself in deet because most of the mosquitos were killed by the cold.  Frost is a world-changing force. When I lived in Oklahoma I knew that springtime meant hail and tornado […]

You are a World-Changing Force