
Show Them the Ocean (A Challenge to Christians and to the Church)
Going to the beach is like meeting God. There’s that moment when you make your way down the path that cuts through the dunes. As you walk further, the quiet
Going to the beach is like meeting God. There’s that moment when you make your way down the path that cuts through the dunes. As you walk further, the quiet
I was already thirty minutes into an ever-intensifying conversation with my then Senior Pastor, about the many LGBTQ students in our student ministry who were clearly becoming a source of
You can boycott Target if you want to, friend. I’m not going to try and change your mind anymore. I’m not going to argue with you. As for me, I’m
I still think back to an afternoon in downtown Raleigh, when I stood with strangers in protest of North Carolina House Bill Two and of the discrimination it manufactured and nurtured
Going to the beach is like meeting God. There’s that moment when you make your way down the path that cuts through the dunes. As you walk further, the quiet
I was already thirty minutes into an ever-intensifying conversation with my then Senior Pastor, about the many LGBTQ students in our student ministry who were clearly becoming a source of
You can boycott Target if you want to, friend. I’m not going to try and change your mind anymore. I’m not going to argue with you. As for me, I’m
I still think back to an afternoon in downtown Raleigh, when I stood with strangers in protest of North Carolina House Bill Two and of the discrimination it manufactured and nurtured