rebelling against low expectations
Each new year brings with it new opportunities to grow in our walk with the Lord, endure challenges, succumb to sin, and learn more about Christ and ourselves. As we enter this season, we can be encouraged that “There are better things ahead than any we leave behind” (C. S. Lewis), because each day that passes brings us one day closer to an eternity of perfect, unbroken fellowship with Christ and...
Those of us who have the privilege of growing up in Christian families have likely always gone to church. It’s just what we’ve always done. But when we move out, go to college, and get a little more freedom, we may start to wonder… “Wait, why do I actually have to go to church? I know Jesus, and I have a relationship with Him, is that not enough?” We Need to Know Why Whether you are growing up in...
“You’re the pastor’s daughter, so you probably think you have to do this. It’s, like, your job or something.” This is what I’m told when I share the gospel. When I write pieces about theology and salvation. When I serve in ministries at my church. People, both Christians and non-Christians, assume that because I’m the pastor’s daughter, it must “come naturally” or be “expected of me.” Pastors’...
I’ve been through more church hurt than I would wish on anyone. To put it plainly, church hurt hurts. There’s no way around it. And while many areas of life can break us, church is perhaps the place we least expect or wish it to happen. What I Wish Church to Be (and Why It’s Not Like That) In an ideal world, church is a community of perfect people who love and support each other no matter what...
“I just wanted you to know that I am bisexual.” What would your response be if one of your good friends told you this? For many Christian teens, it would probably be scary. I know it’s scary for me–and I’m not even a teenager anymore. Topics, such as one’s sexuality, are really sensitive, hot-button issues. It could make or break your friendship. An easy out for teens would be “Hey, we’re...
Several weeks ago, I found out about the tragic murder of an innocent African-American young man. I’m not going to lie, I’m angry. I’m hurt. My heart breaks for Ahmaud’s family, who have been through so much loss and are just now receiving justice. My heart hurts for the African-American community and for those who are afraid that something like this will happen to them. Through this...
rebelling against low expectations
