I’ve spent much of my life pastoring in predominately white churches in the South.  Before that, I was raised in a family with many Conservatives. I’ve always been surrounded by

Today is a day of mourning for millions of Americans. You can see the bereaved everywhere you look. They may not be dressed in black or sitting in a church

Photo Credit: @RepThomasMassie Twitter page Kentucky Republican Representative Thomas Massie tweeted out this photo of his family all holding weapons and wearing beaming smiles, with the caption: Merry Christmas! ps.

A reader from Australia texted me last night. He’d been watching the news and said he wanted to check on me. We’re heartbroken to hear what’s going on there. he wrote. Is

Yes, Kyle Rittenhouse has been on trial but so has white America. And though the former may escape justice, the latter will not be so fortunate. The evidence against it

MAGAs like to tell us there is a “War on Christmas.” They’re right. The truth is, Jesus wouldn’t have stood a chance in MAGA America. They would have cancelled him

Tonight, I heard an NPR segment about how many white people in America are tired of being called racist for voting Republican. The assembled pundits expounded eloquently about how “toxic”

The steady stream of vitriol I receive from professed Christians who identify as MAGA or QAnon or Republican is completely understandable. As they fire-off threatening texts, furiously tap out expletive-laden

AP Photo/John Minchillo What will you do on the day fascism wins in America? Months from now, when you realize that the terrible things you always dismissed as virtual impossibilities

Photo by Jody Rogac A reader outside of the US messaged me today and asked me to explain the Right’s incessant attacks on Dr. Anthony Fauci. From his vantage point

Have you ever thought you were dying? Not, I was so embarrassed I thought I’d die. Not, I‘m dying for a cheeseburger. Not even, one die I’m going to die.

Disclaimer: I am not an ICU nurse. I am a collector of stories, a war correspondent. My life’s work is to meet people in the brutal and bloody trenches of

I often have people tell me that I’m a hateful human being. Sometimes, these are complete strangers who incessantly lurk like sharks in my Twitter feed, other times estranged family

Dear Conservative Christians, I need your help. I’m trying to figure out your stance, here. I can’t make sense of it. You’re telling me that you’re a follower of Jesus.

It’s open season on school children. In the wake of nearly two years of a pandemic that has raged furiously through the planet, politically-poisoned, religion-addled people who’ve spent that time

I’m really tired. Marrow-deep, hope-sucking, soul-choking exhausted. There are all sorts of reasons for this: a seeming endless pandemic, the unfathomable death toll, a mass defiant resistance to the most

Yesterday, a video showed up on my timeline of a middle-aged white woman in a grocery store following another woman and her daughter around, intentionally coughing on them, smirking and

September is here.  Every year, when the calendar changes, they arrive: the #NeverForget-ers. Soon, millions of Americans will post their flowery tributes and loudly broadcast their patriotism and tweet out

Sometimes truly seeing people is a real bummer. I recently found out through a series of unhinged social media posts, that an old and dear friend of mine from my

In organized religion, one of the central questions has always been and continues to be Who has it right? For millennia, billions and billions of human beings spanning the planet

Photo by Jeremy Hogan/SOPA Images Freedom is an unearned privilege—and you have it. If you were born here in America you inherited it. It came with your breath and your

I’ve seen this movie before. Watching the Taliban gloating in the Presidential palace in Kabul this week after violently overthrowing the government there, gave me major January 6th déjà vu.

Every single day I’m inundated with professed Christians who steadfastly and loudly refuse to be vaccinated under the auspices of their faith. They write to me or respond on social

I can’t believe we’re still here. I can’t believe that we’re entering the second full year of this unfathomable madness. We are, and we don’t need to be. Here in