When faith becomes power, maybe it is time to check the fruit. My days are generally spent working, spending time with my wife, watching television, talking about our someday dream home, carrying on with my dog, and playing my guitar.…
I was raised by Pentecostals, atheists, Baptists, Muslims, and more than a few accidental philosophers. Somehow, nobody taught me to hate the other side.
Now I watch neighbors, churches, and communities divide themselves into "us" and "them," and I can't help but wonder: when did faith become more about identifying enemies than loving neighbors?