When did loving our neighbor as ourselves become a matter of convenience or preference?
Churches try to upsell Jesus to the mentally ill. They say that Jesus will solve all of your problems. It is only through Christ that you will find joy. How can you be a Christian and be so depressed? Don’t you know that God will lift your burdens if you give them to Him? It’s sad-shaming. And it only perpetuates the problem.
What the world needs now is for dividing lines to be seen but stepped over, to be recognized but not given power, so that on either side of everything, we understand who we are to be – people to other people; friends to enemies; lovers in the midst of hate.
The suffering of others is tragic and now a generation of Americans feels smug in their anger, empowered by the collective resistance that arises from it.
Have the courage to love yourself without the safety blanket of self-righteousness. Have the courage to love someone else without assuming you already know who they are.
If we continue to choose silence and submission in lieu for purpose and mission, we lose God's hope and we destroy our calling to perfection.
We have all been raised in environments with prejudices that have rubbed off on us. Do NOT become paralyzed with guilt. Give yourself some grace for being human.
This Lent, I'm taking up a #BlackLivesMatter reading list. I'm doing this, because as a white Christian, I need to repent of my own complicity in a culture of white supremacy and listen to the stories of my black brothers and sisters long ignored and neglected by our society.
We were all born to be better. We were made to receive the love of God and to be with other people. There is no limit to the goodness you and I are meant to behold and to reflect, no end to the joy and love we can spread.
I understand a government’s first priority is to protect its own people. What I don’t understand is how Christian leaders are able to make arguments about the sanctity of life and somehow use that to promote anti-refugee policies.
If the Women's March does not become intersectional, it will merely be a continuation of what feminism was in the beginning: catering to the needs of white women and ignoring racism, LGBTQ discrimination, transphobia, the exploitation of indigenous people, and so on.
To love neighbors as ourselves demands movement into places of discomfort. Vulnerability. Risk. Because that is what we long for from others.
How can our souls bless the Lord when we are standing on the edge of something so dark, so unknown, so dangerous to people we love, something crude and crass and selfish and small but with seemingly unlimited capacity to hurt millions...
Saying God will use Donald Trump to reconcile America because God uses broken people is reckless regurgitation. It immediately diminishes the work God accomplished throughout the Bible when He, in fact, used broken people.
Do we wear diversity as a badge, patting ourselves on the back for being racially diverse without actually entering into any relationships with people of other races and cultures?
Tears, rage and joy are part of humanity. We will see this as we enter life with someone who is different from us and perhaps begin to empathize. Sometimes we must open our eyes even when we may prefer blindness.