I need to apologize to the book of Leviticus. Yesterday, I questioned its relevance. I called it tedious. I wrote that it was weird. Sorry about that. Today, it was still a little strange, and still tedious in places, but it was also moving, convicting, and yes, even hope inducing. What was the change? Well, once I got past all the ceremonial rules and those strange regulations concerning bodily fluids, there in the middle of this book were commands that championed justice for the least of these and mercy for the poor, the downtrodden, and the foreigner. Continue reading Day 9: My Apologies to Leviticus