A young preacher is walking down Main St. of his town. He’s a good-hearted fellow, and he is both humbled and proud of the success they’ve had as a church.
I support the right of my evangelical friends and family to vote for a person like Donald Trump. If you share his values, support his policies, and believe he is somehow the most qualified person for the job, then please exercise your right and vote for your man.
But as someone who takes his Christian faith quite seriously, I’d like to ask one simple favor.
The church has failed miserably to educate young people about sex, and at the heart of the matter is millennia of corporate phobia of the matter at hand.
I’m lucky enough to have never suffered from chronic depression, but it does sneak up on me from time to time.
Sometimes even a poorly delivered message is still one worth hearing, and I wonder if the the saddest thing about the whole tragedy is that we didn’t get the message.
I was listening to Rob Bell speak today and I heard him say “If you don’t have it, borrow it from someone who does.”