You know all those verses in the Bible about how God is on our side, and how He is a God of righteous indignation and vengeance and wrath, executing judgement on all the evil people in the world? Rock and roll. For Christians, those are our fighting words! We use those verses when “how art […]

I’m not gonna lie. I’m a little bit proud that I’ve made something of an art out of crafting passive-aggressive suggestions and handy driving tips that will help you improve safety and make my ride as your passenger more enjoyable. It’s a public service, really. My husband knows this now, but was not aware of

I was born in the late 70’s – an era devoid of helicopter parents, mandatory seat belts, flu shots, internet, accurate food labeling and electric instruments in church. It was also an era where a darn’d good spanking was the prescription for any number of life’s childhood indiscretions. Remember way back then? Ah, the good

So, one day this little boy was selling puppies on a sidewalk when a man walked by and asked, “What kind of puppies are those?” The boy replied “These are Baptist puppies!” Two weeks later, the man came by again and remarked, “I see you still have them Baptist pups.” The boy answered, “No, sir.

One of my back teeth broke off recently over a weekend (of course) and while I was out of town (double of course), reinforcing the notion that those reoccurring nightmares I’ve always had about this exact scenario mean that I am really just a prophet without honor in her own country. So, since I operate

I watched a fantastic documentary-style report by ABC News about Jim and Tammy Faye Bakker a few weeks ago that had me batting away my kids’ hungry cries for dinner and tossing them some Flavor Blasted Goldfish to shut them up so I could stay glued to the trainwreck unfolding TV. I love a salacious

Have you ever had to leave a church before? I’m not talking about church hopping, trying a new place on for size or sporadically attending because you’re not sure if you have too many facial piercings to feel comfortable sitting next to grandma. I mean, leave, leave. I mean leave like surrendering your favorite spot

And specifically: “draw near to listen” and learn, not just to be entertained, and certainly not to put your own piety on display. We all know people who want to talk but never listen. They’re willing to teach, but not to be taught. They love being the center of attention, and in the minds of

ignorance of the law does not negate the low, or nullify its punishments.  Gimme that Ol’ Time Religion But… Churches Have Better Donuts Than Police Stations! – Solomon says, “Guard your steps when you go to the house of God. To draw near to listen is better than to offer the sacrifice of fools, for they

For many Jesus is A Lord, but not THE Lord. Mormons, Hundus – they RECOGNIZE Jesus A form of godliness, denying its power. Jesus is too marginalizing, too polarizing. He is “love” GOodness AND severity of God. HE’s the Lamb, yes, but He is also a LION and if he has to rip your face

There’s just something about Jesus that gets people’s back up against the wall… and I am okay with that. In fact, I would venture to say that if being an out-of-the-prayer-closet Christian hasn’t offended at least one person, you’re doing it wrong. Being a Christian is like having our own little community of misfits, outcasts