Jesus’ interaction with Zacchaeus is a story most church kids know—it’s easily digestible and involves climbing trees—but I think the reason it resonates so clearly with us when we’re young is because of our inherent smallness. We could relate to Zacchaeus because we too lived lives always looking up at the action. There was even …
I begin listening to Christmas music somewhere around mid-March. I’m aware this isn’t a universal practice and you probably wait to turn on “All I Want For Christmas Is You” until you’re doing your Black Friday shopping. That’s fine, but I’m ready to rejoice and jingle some bells long before then. My love of Christmas …
Each summer, our youth group joined other churches from our Super-Christian North Texas district for a week of camp that took place at a Pentecostally-sanctioned camp ground. It was a week of field-day games, non-coed swimming, sexually-repressed flirting with other sexually-repressed teenagers and no less than two hellfire and brimstone services each day. None of …
I hate Twitter yet I love it enough to use it nearly every day. It’s an odd addiction, sending out truncated thoughts into what can amount to a digital void, but it’s fun and in a way, it’s freeing for the random thoughts that pick at my brain. So I tweet. A lot. The site …
It’s a new day in America. After months of living inside the hurricane that has been this election season, half of the country woke up this morning to the crippling news that the election didn’t go our way.
Ryan Brinson 