Heresy in the Heartland

In the spirit of Halloween, I can think of nothing more bone-chilling than this video. I first viewed it a few years ago, but it still make...

This is what my 14-year-old self had to say on a long ago New Year's Eve: What I’ve learned most this year:   God will provide for ...

In Which I Return to the Beginning We had exhausted the church options in our own community; now we crossed county lines heading ea...

In Which I Learn I am Not a Baptist Now we were Baptists, or nearly so. Some of the men in suits were my Dad’s clients, successful busi...

In Which God and I are Friends This particular group of Friends was unique in that they did occasionally celebrate Communion, with gra...

An abridged version of this article appeared as a guest post on the blog  Ramblings of Sheldon . In Which God and I Are Introduced ...

Continued from Chapter 5: Cognitive Dissonance In the summer, I went away to a real university to study linguistics with Wycliffe Bible...

My daughter announced one day last spring that she'd stopped saying the "under God" part of the Pledge of Allegiance at schoo...

I used to be in an abusive relationship. My abusive ex was God. Yes, there were other people involved in the manipulation, bullying, ...

I was about six when my parents gave me my own copy of the The Living Bible  and encouraged me to begin reading in Genesis. I loved the illu...

I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I had been raised with religion in a milder form. I have friends who are gently religiou...

Without Satan, why believe in God? ". . . it is hardly surprising that many monotheists have constructed the embodiment, in stories...

A Matter of Life and Death In my family's religious subculture, judgments were frequently made about a person's eternal destiny (i....