It’s Sexual Violence Awareness Month and I can’t help but wonder if we are really putting our all into solving sexual violence. Thousands of rape threats go un-checked on social media, women’s accusations are dismissed on college campuses, and celebrities and politicians are allowed to keep their jobs.
Knowing that Jesus commanded us to love our enemies this during a totalitarian regime gives me hope. I don’t know how to love Trump, his billionaire cabinet, and the religious people who supported him. When I am marching in the streets, I do it out of love for my neighbors, but I don’t feel much love for the administration. I guess that’s what so hard about Jesus’ call. He doesn’t let us just resist. We have to resist and love the person we are resisting. We have to find someway to love the people who are destroying our country.
My conservative friends give me hope in a time when I really need some hope. They help me re-frame my liberal rants into something conservative people could hear. They engage with my ideas and don’t make it personal in a time where its so easy to get personal. And our faith is not on the line. We don’t accuse one another of being bad Christians. I’m not willing to trade these relationships that mean so much to me for a 12 minute political rant. Especially when the best part of talking about politics with my congregation is hearing from them.
It had been a long time since I last went to therapy. Six years. Long enough that I had started talking about therapy in the past tense. Telling people “I went to therapy for 5 years…” as if I had earned a degree in my own mental health. But then I got stuck again. Stuck is the medical term for Nathan not being able to move past a certain situation or issue.
Having an Evangelical Christian college on my resume has made for a lot of explaining at interviews. Since I graduated 10 years ago I have worked in businesses, non-profits, schools, and churches. Seems like a lot right? Well it is… but that’s how it goes when you graduate into a recession. So as you can … Continue reading When Interviewers See an Evangelical College on My Resume – They Get Nervous
Our church is in a multi-cultural suburb that is located right between the cities where Philando Castile and Jamar Clark were killed by police officers. And our church was asked to host a Police and community listening session which was being facilitated by a Multi-Cultural Advisory Committee to the police in our city of Columbia Heights, Minnesota. And I was asked to be a facilitator.