I Don’t Know What To Do With Good White Evangelicals

The election is over. The real-estate-mogul turned reality-show ringmaster turned receptacle of American rage is headed for the highest office. And my friends helped get him there. The Evangelicals®. Four out of five white Evangelicals® voted for Trump. For them, he was their only hope to protect religious liberty and human life. Now, we all want life and liberty – our own versions of them – so why should I fault them? Because I fear they mortgaged…

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Storm

She sat in the back pew. At first, she seemed eccentric: she wore purple a lot, she shuffled in and out. She was at times shy, then ‘out there,’ then she would drill down and look you in the eye. Kind eyes, but eyes that saw into you, then past you and far away. I later found out that she sat in the back pew to pray for everyone in front of her. (Something I could have known if…

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Lent Day 8

Lent is a bitch when it brings out the worst in you — albeit, brought out by the worst in others. I thought this summed up my thoughts better than anything else today.

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Lent Day 6 – Sandra McCracken

Sandra McCracken may be my favorite singer/songwriter. When I get the chance to hear her live, it’s a gift. Here she is with Leslie Anne Jordan of the Nashville band All Sons & Daughters. Lent may be a time to wrestle in the wilderness. Here’s an oasis.

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