I feel like one of those lepers in the Bible who was required by law to call out “Unclean! Unclean!” when they went anywhere.

It’s called the Equality Act. There is nothing equal about the bill-set-to-become law.

Is there any benchmark? Any standard? This is a crazy storm? I need an anchor.

What if you and I have revolutionary options that are within the law?

In four or five weeks, after I’ve cleaned up the kitchen, and drunk my bourbon, I will place my gathered materials before me on my desk and cry unintelligible sounds before God-my-maker. What is there to say? To do? My heart will confess my sin, forced though it is, as my soul wretches in shame at what I’m required to do.

As an evangelical, white, older, Christian, male, who lives in [sort of close to] the South and whose blog posts are filled with Christian rationale, I’m clearly on the short list of political dissidents.

The national debate over abortion centers on two perspectives: 1) Is it a woman’s right to have an abortion? 2) Is the fetus a pregnant woman carries a human being or a lump of tissue?

Father God, the President could not have been any clearer in his inaugural address. His singular goal is to create unity within our nation. Would you guide President Biden in this pledge, promise, and intent, dear God?

Dr. King was celebrated at the beginning of this week for good reason. He was correct about light being the antidote to darkness. It’s a magnificent statement. But it begs a pleading question: Where exactly is this necessary, essential light going to come from?

Millions and millions of us were not at the US Capitol on Wednesday, but we found ourselves caught in the riot of late (who knows when this uprising began?).

The right question is, what’s the next right thing for me to do—for my spiritual life, my relational life, my professional life, and my personal life?

Long ago I determined that if I was going to write, I was going to write honestly, transparently, and efficiently, making every word work as hard as the other words on the page.

I’m confused and all beat up. My head is bloodied, but unbowed. That’s neither here nor there. I know what to do. I fix my focus on Jesus. Here and now, I declare sola Christos my war chant.

I cannot live my faith within walls. I must live my faith outside the walls of brick and mortar. There cannot be, there must not be, any separation between church and state, separation between my faith and my daily life.

Are you grieving the defeat of Mr. Trump? Are you hopeful Mr. Biden will deliver for you? When will it dawn on you that this world does not—cannot—salve what aches in your soul?

I’m sending these links to you because they helped my confidence.

Our only chance as a democracy is to vote ourselves a chance to try again as Americans.

There can be NO free society that justifies or tolerates silencing an alternative point of view for political power, financial gain, or any other perceived benefit.

The Bible is what it is and what it has been for around 1900 years.