The Church of Perpetual Indignation
I love my brothers and sisters in the Lord, every one. I do. And among those with whom I am personally acquainted, I like almost all of them. Ask me why I love them and I can rattle off more reasons in three minutes than ten people’s toes and fingers. My Christian family has been good to me for over 50 years, creating in me a hunger and thirst for righteousness, instilling biblical literacy, calling me out when I needed it, holding me close when I didn’t deserve it, forgiving me when I failed, then forgiving again. And sometimes again. … Read more…