Remolding Idols of Clay
I grew up in a Southern Baptist world filled with sacred tunes of both the vintage and contemporary variety. Ironically, the tune that has framed my spiritual experience more than any other stemmed not from …
Spiritual Journey
Beloved Child of God
The first time that I actually saw my father drunk, I was still a very young child. What I knew of my father was a genuinely funny, affable, playful man who was always up for …
The Teacher is a true master who can use even the strangest of tools
My faith is Orthodox Christianity. The life that led me to it was hardly orthodox (small o), nor was it anything special. Perhaps even less so is the world I have lived through since I …
This is my Creed: Christ with me
On the Louisiana College campus, there’s a carillon at the top of the central historic building that plays awful bell arrangements of traditional evangelical hymns at certain times during the day. When I was a …
The Religious White
Some of my earliest memories are filled with images of Pentecostal worship—from both above and beneath the pews, as I often slept under them during worship services. For most of my life, I’ve enjoyed preferred …
My testimony…hope story…why I believe
If you have spent any time in the evangelical church you have heard people talk about sharing their testimony. If you don’t know what that means, a person’s testimony is basically their story of why …
The shaping of me: Discovering Jesus amongst complexity
My own spiritual pilgrimage began at an early age. I grew up in a home with a true evangelist for a dad. David Allbritton was a fiery preacher who cared deeply for people being “born …