I’m not much of a Rick Warren fan, but I’ve always appreciated his best-known catchphrase: "It’s not about you."
The evangelical worship life I grew up with was chock-full of “I”
language, with less roo
I always enjoy watching Jon Stewart go after Fox News. Sure, it’s like
shooting fish in a barrel, but when the shooter’s hilarious and the
fish have been hard at work misinforming America and playing to its
worst instincts, it’s a satisfying sight.
Century blog posts from before July 2010 are archived at Theolog, our old staff blog. Posts from July on (i.e., until the launch of the new site) are
crossposted at both places, as are their comments. In addition, the
entire Theolog archive of lectionary-related posts is available here on
the new site (without the original comments) for use as part of our new Reflections on the Lectionary tool.
Two years ago, blogger Christian Lander struck satiric gold by chronicling the interests and motivations of white people.
Lander’s valuable insight was that as members of a privileged majority
group, we tend to think of ourselves as simply part of the overall
culture—when in fact we comprise a racial subgroup like a
Ted Haggard is starting a new church, just a mile from his old one. The
former charismatic megachurch pastor and National Association of
Evangelicals leader left both positions in the wake of a 2006
In the 2004 election, the Democrats dropped the ball on outreach to
faith-based voters. In 2006 and 2008 they did better, one of many things
that can plausibly (though hardly persuasively) be credited with their
wins. If you’re anything like me, you both appreciated this turns of
events and got very sick of hearing about it in the news. The Democrats
Have Found Their Faith!
Parker Williamson is shocked—shocked—that Union Theological Seminary & Presbyterian School of Christian Education is featuring as its 2010 Sprunt Lecturer “a feminist speaker who favors replacing the cross with a
I’ve never had much use for fantasy literature. I’m aware that some of
it is well done. But I prefer to read fiction rooted squarely in the
real world. In the evangelical culture in which I grew up, this was
sometimes an unpopular view.
First there was the U2charist,
in which churches invited young folks into their deepest and most
mysterious ritual by building a service around the music of a
30-year-old band (that’s the band, not the members) that occasionally
writes songs with vaguely spiritual themes.