Faith moves. It is never static. Whether we are religious or not, even in the times we feel most settled in our beliefs, things are always shifting. As we head through
Jesus broke bread with people. For as often as we see him preaching on a hillside or through the city streets, we find him at the table; not just with those
Christian, I see how angry you are, how consumed you are, how relentless you are, how myopic you’ve grown, how bitter you’ve become—and it saddens me. It grieves me deeply to see you
If this were a prize fight, organized Christianity wouldn’t quite be knocked out yet, but it would certainly be on the ropes and we’d be way behind on points coming to
Faith moves. It is never static. Whether we are religious or not, even in the times we feel most settled in our beliefs, things are always shifting. As we head through
Jesus broke bread with people. For as often as we see him preaching on a hillside or through the city streets, we find him at the table; not just with those
Christian, I see how angry you are, how consumed you are, how relentless you are, how myopic you’ve grown, how bitter you’ve become—and it saddens me. It grieves me deeply to see you
If this were a prize fight, organized Christianity wouldn’t quite be knocked out yet, but it would certainly be on the ropes and we’d be way behind on points coming to