Justin Lee: ‘Gay Christian’ is not an oxymoron


Excerpt from Justin Lee's CNN Belief Blog titled: "My Take: 'Gay Christian' is not an oxymoron." Read more

Phil Madeira on Heather Kopp


God on the Rocks author Phil Madeira takes a look at Heather Kopp's Sober Mercies. Read more

On Becca Stevens and her Heart


"It is a dangerous thing to give your heart away to someone you have only just met." Read more

Enter for a Chance to Win a Copy of Heather Kopp's Sober Mercies


Enter for a chance to win a copy of Heather Kopp's Sober Mercies. Read more

Reflections on The Invisible Girls


Reflections on Sarah Thebarge's memoir, The Invisible Girls, and what it means. Read more

Justin Lee: ‘Gay Christian’ is not an oxymoron

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Justin Lee is the author of Torn: Rescuing the Gospel from the Gays-vs.-Christians Debate, out tomorrow, May 14, in trade paperback.

An excerpt from from Justin Lee’s latest blog at the CNN Belief Blog.
Torn, Justin Lee

In high school, I was a Christian know-it-all.

My nickname was “God boy,” and I was known for regularly preaching at my friends about social issues of the day. I dismissed their objections – and accusations of homophobia – as intolerance for my faith.

“I’m just telling you what God’s Word says,” I’d argue.

Years later I realized my mistake. What my peers most objected to wasn’t my beliefs – it was my condescending attitude. I debated and preached when I should have listened. I thought that stating my position loudly and unyieldingly was a sign of strength. In the process, I alienated my friends.

I’m still an evangelical Christian, but one thing is now crystal clear to me. American evangelicals’ bad reputation isn’t just because of what we believe. It’s mostly because of how we behave.

Read the rest of Justin Lee’s incredible blog at CNN’s Belief Blog.

Phil Madeira on Heather Kopp

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By Phil Madeira

Sober Mercies, by Heather KoppI had no idea of what to expect when my publisher, Jericho Books, sent me Heather Kopp’s Sober Mercies, especially when I noted the subtitle- “how love caught up with a Christian drunk”.

Trying to be a good team player, I agreed to take a look at Heather’s book even though I smugly didn’t think it would have many lessons for me. On the surface, it didn’t seem to immediately apply to me. In other words, I’m not an alcoholic and I enjoy drinking in moderation.

Well, I was wrong. As we all know, a good story applies to everyone’s life, and Sober Mercies is no exception. Heather’s story unfolds with such raw honesty that one is hard-pressed to put the book down. In fact, I kept this book on top of all the guitar and drum catalogs stacked on my bathroom shelf. My dreams of vintage Stratocasters were left in limbo while I was captivated by this real life story.

The author doesn’t spare herself as she reveals her cringe-worthy episodes, rife with shame and guilt. Driving her kids to school while drunk, hiding bottles in her bathrobe, and ruination of all manner pave the road to Heather’s recovery. The only consolation the reader has is the hope that the book exists because it has a satisfying ending.

The telling of this tale is done with humor and class, and a kind of self-effacement that doesn’t become tiresome. In fact, Heather’s humor is a clue to the health the she discovers on a harrowing journey.

The peril of reading a book like this one is in thinking about someone you know who should read it. After all, you’re not a drunk… Well, hang on for the ride, because you’ll find yourself somewhere in these pages.

The nitty gritty of Sober Mercies is the question of how people perceive God, particularly long time believers in God. Does God hear my prayers? Isn’t everything supposed to turn out right for believers? Heather writes:

The telling of this tale is done with humor and class, and a kind of self-effacement that doesn’t become tiresome. In fact, Heather’s humor is a clue to the health the she discovers on a harrowing journey.

What if God could only be trusted in a way that went far beyond simply trusting Him for any specific result? What if He could only be trusted with the outcomes, or despite the outcomes? What if He could only be trusted from the incomprehensible perspective of all eternity?

Heather’s book is a striking account of a family’s struggle with alcohol, and on the merit of that alone, it’s worth reading. But moreover, the questions raised by this Bible-believing, evangelical mother are universal questions that go beyond faith boundaries into the matters of the heart.

On Becca Stevens and her Heart

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By Wendy Grisham

It is a dangerous thing to give your heart away to someone you have only just met. Like most people, I learned that the hard way. Protecting your heart is a survival skill you learn as you grow and I am particularly bad at it. I think it has something to do with being too trusting or expecting everyone to be good, or maybe it comes from being the baby in the family, I don’t know. Over time, I have learned to study folks first before I hand them my heart and even that is no guarantee. But the cold winter morning that I plopped down opposite Becca Stevens, I had her my heart with one hand and a hot mug of coffee in the other. I saw safety in her eyes when I looked up at her. I saw wisdom and experience and I just handed it right over.

Becca wasn’t to know that I’d had a rough morning or that I’d had a rough few weeks, trying to start a new life with a new job in a new town in with few friends other than the books that filled my house. She didn’t know my story. And I didn’t know hers. But I wasn’t there to tell my story. I was there to talk about a book idea, and trying to choke back tears and act professional, I slapped on a smile as I walked through the door to meet this reverend with a cause. It took all of six seconds to unwrap my winter layers and my heart, take a deep breath, and make eye contact. Suddenly, the slapped-on smile wasn’t necessary and I was safe. I knew that the instant I met her and I know it as I type this blog.
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