Posts Tagged ‘Evangelism’

Evangelism 101

Evangelism 101
There won’t be another light scratched upon the forehead of a star. So walk today in kindness as though your eternity comes from a faraway soil sustained by the strangest in your midst. So listen as though madness is sense as if tomorrow swaddles in the belly of a teenager, her smoke rings the story...
April 21st, 2013 | Poetry | Read More

Being In The Right

Being In The Right
One of my father’s favourite quotes is: “There’s nothing more dangerous than someone in the right.” It’s a quote that comes from the context of living in Northern Ireland during The Troubles, where many people on both sides of the community believed they were firmly ‘in the right’. When...
August 29th, 2012 | Featured | Read More

In the Bathtub with a Jazz Musician and Beat Writer

In the Bathtub with a Jazz Musician and Beat Writer
The apartment I shared sat at the border of East Harlem and the Upper East Side.  I lived in the spoiled girl’s version of the 1950s coldwater flats I read about in dogeared paperback—exposed brick walls, lack of a private bedroom but plenty of closet space, and–at least most of the time–hot...
June 26th, 2012 | Books, Essays | Read More

Machine-Gun Misogyny: Why It’s Not Okay To Use Porn To Promote Your Ministry

Machine-Gun Misogyny: Why It’s Not Okay To Use Porn To Promote Your Ministry
Yesterday morning I was scrolling my Facebook wall when I came across this post from the pastor of a local church. “Machine Gun Preacher story in (Australian) Penthouse Magazine, May issue. I have become all things to all men so that by all possible means I might save some. 1 Corinthians 9:22.” I...
June 19th, 2012 | Blog, Essays, Social Justice | Read More

Why Evangelicals Struggle to Bring the Funny

Why Evangelicals Struggle to Bring the Funny
While many of us held our breath for the Blue Like Jazz movie to release on April 13, I found myself wondering why its so darned hard for Evangelicals to express a sense of humor in our art. I’ve sat through one or two Christian comedy acts. Enough to know that I wouldn’t willingly do it...
May 21st, 2012 | Essays, Featured | Read More

Selfish Evangelism

Selfish Evangelism
To what extent are our attempts to convert our friends and family veiled plays at validating our fragile egos? What is with our American obsession with approval? We all want it, need it, seemingly pine for it. We want to know that what we do/think/believe is okay and I imagine that as long as somebody...
February 9th, 2012 | Featured | Read More

Looking For The God-Shaped Hole

Looking For The God-Shaped Hole
The God-Shaped hole. Have you ever heard of it? It goes something like this; “People who don’t know God have a God-shaped hole inside them that only He can fill. That’s why everyone who isn’t a Christian is always chasing something. Our job as Christians is to bring people to church so they...
January 26th, 2011 | Essays, Featured | Read More

Rainbows & Jesus: My Day at Gay Pride

Rainbows & Jesus: My Day at Gay Pride
There are certain words that I cannot stand. When I hear these words, something in my brain snaps, and I have to stifle a large, ugly utterance of disgust. It’s nothing against the words themselves, but the way that they have been misused by people who throw them out with little care or thought....
November 30th, 2010 | Featured, Social Justice | Read More

My First Yoga Class and the Importance of Consent

My First Yoga Class and the Importance of Consent
I had a bi-level spinal fusion in April 2009, but my back still hurts. My surgeon keeps moving the goalposts every time I tell him this. “It will take three months for you to notice a difference,” he said at first. Three months later, he tells me six months. At six months he said, “Well, for some...
March 25th, 2010 | Featured, Spirit in the Material World | Read More

Pages Can Breathe

Pages Can Breathe
My wife falls asleep immediately, head to the pillow, but I like to read myself into the dream world. I climb into bed and pull my headlamp over my curly hair. I aim the light at the pages and read the words working my way through the ink, a story bleeding from the author’s heart and honed by his mind....
January 12th, 2010 | Essays, Featured | Read More
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