Twice in my life I have joined a gym. The first occasion was a decade ago, at the behest of my new bride and a persistent trainer (who was a member at the church I pastored). The shiny equipment and promise of washboard abs drew me like a moth to a flame. A year long …
A couple weeks ago I watched aghast as Bernie Sanders made outlandish declarations about Christians in positions of political power. I was appalled, not by his disdain of orthodox Christendom (which was not surprising), but rather by the fact that Sanders champions “love,” “acceptance,” and “tolerance” yet his diatribe was laced with rank hypocrisy being …