On flags, faith, and freedom

Normally I try to start out these posts with some sort of statement that hooks you in and makes you want to finish reading the post. I’m not going to do that today. Instead, I’m going to start with a request: There have been tons of things said over the past month...

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Four things I learned from flaming out in ministry

When I left my full time job at a church to start my own business, it was framed in a way that was positive. I was going after my dreams and other fluffy things that made me feel good and made people I knew proud of me. It took me a while to admit to myself what...

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The Christian racist; or how I’m part of the problem

Eight days into my first ministry job out of seminary I jumped on a bus with 54 people and headed to inner city Jacksonville, Florda for a mission trip. I was interning with a high school ministry and what nobody knew at the time was that this was my first mission...

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Jesus farted.

Jesus farted. He also laughed. And cried. He was sarcastic to his friends. He played jokes on people. He wasn’t immune to sadness. He hurt when his friends hurt. He got hungry. And thirsty. He felt pain. He even got scared. I don’t want to disregard his kingship and...

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Trust vs compromise; or should I vote for Donald Trump?

Before we even get started today, I’m going to warn you that this post is political in nature. You probably gathered that from the title. With that said, here’s what I want you to know: This post is meant to start a conversation. What I’m writing...

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Three thing I learned from my least read blog post ever

On Friday, I wrote a blog post. When I posted it, I thought it was a solid post that would connect with people. It didn’t. Because no one read it. Seriously. It was my least read blog post ever. If you were one of the 21 people who read it, I owe you breakfast. Or a...

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How to find the fun in your faith

I don’t remember when I became a Christian. As far as I can remember, I’ve always been one. There are times I can look back on where things clicked more than others, but there’s not that one day where I look back and say, “That was the day!” While I’ve always...

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A few thoughts on race and southern culture

My junior year of high school, someone walked up to my principal and asked, “Mrs. Dockery, how many black kids are in our school?” Mrs. Dockery thought for a second and replied, “There’s Aduwa and Nakeysha and Paris and…” before...

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Confessions of a recovering church kid

I have a problem. I love the Church, but I’m not the biggest fan of the weekend church service. Don’t get me wrong, I know the importance of the weekend service, but I don’t love how it’s actually done a lot of the time. Growing up I went to a...

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