I’m fairly certain I went to Seminary because God knew who my child would be. The questions that he asks day after day after day are astounding to me. This book helps. A lot.
What I cannot do is boil down free will or predestination/election to a simple, child-friendly explanation that doesn’t pit God against family members.
But my son can never remove his skin, and he never made the choice to be born Black. He didn’t choose to have people at our recent Freedom Festival parade skip over him for the second year in a row and not give him candy while the white kids on either side of him got handfuls handed to them.
About a year ago, this post hit the viral airwaves. It was all over Facebook and was all the rage in Christian circles. I read it then, and I really loved it. I see it pop up again, now and then, usually (ironically?) from people who have just had major “blessings” in their lives. I… Continue reading Wrestling
I know this post is ill-timed, what with the celebration of the birth of Jesus right around the corner and all, but I have to “get this out.” Many of you have followed along with my tale of our sleep deprivation over the past two years. (if you want to catch up, click “sleep” under… Continue reading Crisis of Faith