Category: Peoples Next Door

  People dislike the church. Not everyone, but enough people for me to write this post. And I am not talking about people who do not claim to be a part of a church. I do not expect people who are not Christians to be satisfied with the church. I expect people who do not profess Christ to have a negative view of the church. No, I am talking about the church’s members. I am referring to those who profess Christ as their Lord. I am talking about people who fill the pews on Sundays. Too many in the church…

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The basic American right to privacy. It is a thing, right?

Most people do not realize a “right to privacy” is not explicitly stated anywhere in the constitution. However, despite the absence of those words from the document, our country (at least its citizens) clearly believes that all people have a basic right to privacy. Our whole system of individualism is grounded in the idea. To the American mind, we should all be able to do what we please without anyone ever knowing.

Now before I instigate a storm of comments with political commentary, this post is not going to address the government’s right to look into the personal lives of its private citizens. Regardless of your stance on the government’s ability to spy on people, you must agree that there are points where our civil policy and our worldview shape and inform each other. This idea that we all have a right to privacy is just such a case. [pullquote align=”right” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]What may have started out as a right to privacy has really become an entitlement to secrecy. Furthermore, we have allowed this idea to walk right through the front doors of the church.[/pullquote]

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The first six months I lived in Africa was the loneliest point of my life. Before that point, I cannot say I was ever lonely. Perhaps I was momentarily lonely, but it was never a state of existence. Yet, those first months in Africa, I frequently found myself alone. And it was a loneliness that often drove me to tears. It hurt. It was in those first months, as I was learning the language, that I lived out in my small little village. My partner had not arrived from the States and the only other westerners I knew were a…

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