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Let's Learn Together!

My name is Danny Taylor, a tall skinny guy from the East Side of the Glass City.  I am a sinner saved by the grace of Jesus Christ, the husband of one (a smokin' hot blonde), dad of 3, lover of music (especially U2 and the Arcade Fire), proud owner of a solid spruce Martin DCX1E, and fan of Detroit Sports.  I am also a Sunday School teacher, and a student of the Bible.

I believe that in the Bible are words spoken by a loving God, to a fallen humanity; a message of grace and mercy relevant to all people everywhere.  If we want to know what God is like, what he expects out of us, and what he did on our behalf, the Bible is probably the best place to get all that information.  However, in spite of the fact that we live in an age of limitless access to the Bible in countless translations, the Bible is perhaps the most mis-interpreted and mis-understood (least read?) piece of literature circulating on the face of the earth today.  So here I am, trying to do my part to stem misinformation and misunderstanding.

I am a student first.  I have no illusion that what I believe about a given passage is infallible.  In fact, I have found in my short little life that I have changed positions on various individual topics (baptism and the end-times in particular), and there is no reason not to believe that in the future, I might believe something different than what I believe right now.  (That being said, I do hold an MDiv from a pretty tough school, so the flip-side of that coin is that I am confident about what I do believe).  There is far more that I may learn than what I can teach.  With that in mind, I invite you along on my own educational journey.  Perhaps we may learn together.

As a rule of thumb, I will try to keep my posts under 1500 words.  I violate that all the time, but at least attempting to do that will keep individual posts from getting long-winded.  That way I am more likely to cut out the fluff, make my point, and then shut the heck up.  Additionally, I will try to make it so that my posts will go along with what I am teaching in the Sunday School class that I teach.  That will force me to have some kind of structure to what I'm saying and prevent my thoughts from wandering aimlessly.

Finally, I invite your feedback.  I am also under no illusion that you will always (or ever) agree with me, and learning is best done in community through dialogue anyway.  You may have a different perspective on a given part of the Bible that is relevant and needs to be heard, or may simply believe something completely different.  If God is infinite (and I believe he is), then there will never be a time where we will exhaust all there is to God.  Both in this life and in the next, we will always be learners.  I am learning and I invite you to come along.  Let's learn together!

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