A Christian concerned with social justice is often seen as a “bleeding heart,” for compassion is considered a soft thing compared to the “strong” virtues of fairness, obedience, or lawfulness.
As I Was Saying
This is The Banner's online opinion column, from a variety of different writers, published Fridays.
Many Indigenous people across this continent use the spirit of the eagle in ceremonies and feel the eagle feather has special spiritual healing powers.
In the wake of such devastating news, we feel the need to present quick and simple solutions. However, when we do this, we avoid the necessary but painful process of grief.
Anti-Asian attacks have been skyrocketing at an alarming rate since the start of the pandemic. Yet there has been a gaping void of evangelical voices publicly speaking up to defend their Asian American brothers and sisters.
On that wintery day last year, my happy face not only showed a complete naivety of the soon-approaching pandemic, but also bore no knowledge of the tsunami of grief that would crash into my world.
Just like no cow heads would ever grow out of recipients because of the cowpox vaccination, some of the modern-day concerns have been unfounded as well.
When I look at my life, I see that all the suffering I have gone through since my birth has produced in me a resiliency and perseverance that only comes through God’s love being poured out into my heart.
During this prolonged COVID-19 crisis in America, we find ourselves in an overwhelming kind of loneliness.
All of us have experiences of being on the inside and outside that situate how we experience those terms.
According to what God revealed to us in Scripture, the world’s problems are fundamentally spiritual, not political.
It was painful at first, but I have to admit, I feel lighter and more free than ever.
The North American church has committed too many sins and has hurt too many people that we are losing our moral credibility to share the gospel.
I, as a Republican, was waiting for the reveal. I was waiting for facts to be presented, but despite a lot of confident bravado and self-assured talk, none came.
Like us, Abraham Kuyper watched a violent white supremacist insurrection in the United States. We can learn from Kuyper, but only if we heed his warnings without repeating his mistakes.
Every day was full of their screaming, complaining about doing math, running around in the home, bickering with each other about toys.
Libertas Christian School made headlines this past November for maintaining a staunch opposition to statewide mask mandates in Michigan.
In my view, the term “pro-life” should encompass the protection of all human life from all causes—not just abortion.
Emotions run high in the U.S. among Trump supporters and even higher among those who favor Biden, at least in the city where I live.
To some extent, the sky's the limit, if you choose to take to the skies. However, most of us stick to what is comfortable and safe and secure.
Indigenous and Native peoples of North America used every part of the buffalo when they killed one. This got me thinking of spiritual matters.
Loving our neighbors means prioritizing the wellbeing of others over our own interests, regardless of the social gap between us.
As a middle-Eastern Jewish carpenter living on the road, Jesus certainly wasn't the light-skinned, rosy-cheeked man with kempt, flowing, brown locks traipsing through the pages of my childhood Bible.
We are not alone in our fears. Nor in our loss and grief. The storm of 2020 has rewritten the course of life for countless others around the world.