Can you obsessively patrol tribal boundaries without appearing to be a ridiculous self-parody who long ago lost every last vestige of faith, hope and love?


No, you cannot.

Period. That is all.


Something happened and now I know
Rusty Houser hated women. He learned that at church.
It's not gullibility; it's malice. (C.S. Lewis is right and Ed Stetzer is wrong.)
Post-it burkas and the ongoing anti-Pentecost backlash