As I shared in my last post, when I enter a church, with all the beauty, the songs, the liturgy, it’s as though something within me says, “Ahhh, this is who I really am.” Being at church reminds me of my identity as a follower of Jesus Christ.   A Destination and a Reality And…

I don’t know about you, but when I walk into church, it’s with some relief. Relief because being in a church building, gathered with a group of people who I know love Jesus and are committed to following him, I feel at home. This is what home feels like for those who belong to Jesus…

A faith that enables its followers not only to speak on behalf of the oppressed but also to follow Christ in saying, “Father, forgive them, for they know now what they do,” to those responsible for oppression is countercultural—especially today. In my last post, we discussed the great truth that Christianity, more and more, is…