One fateful night, when I was fourteen, my family visited the Pentecostal church affiliated with “Christian school.” The preacher that night invited people to come down the front and receive the “baptism of the Holy Spirit, evidenced by the gift of tongues.” I was curious about speaking in …
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Contemplating Easter
I have been contemplating my past and present concepts of Easter and would like to share a blogpost that simply poured out of me this week:
As a young Evangelical child, I was taught that Jesus died in my place, more-or-less as punishment for my sins. God, being perfect—and particularly …