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Fat-Shamed Woman on Flight Praises ‘Hero’ Who Made Bully Switch Seats

"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."

School Principal Slams Dad for Taking Kids on Family Vacation—& His Response Is Perfect

This dad responded to her salty email with pure class—and his points are pretty hard to argue with.

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F-Bombs and Bikinis: What It Really Means to Be a “Christian”

To build His Kingdom, Jesus handpicks what could be compared to the leader of the Black Panther party and the grand wizard of the KKK. I doubt anyone closed their eyes at that first prayer meeting.

You cannot sanitize grace. You can’t stuff it into a blue blazer and make it wear khakis. Grace is messy, offensive and it sometimes misses church. To expect God to pump prefabricated plastic moral people out of a religious factory is to neuter grace and chain it inside a gated community. If God’s scandalous relationship with the 12 thugs means anything, then we should expect a variegated spectrum of righteousness and be patient—or repentant—when such sanctification doesn’t meet out expectations. God meets us in our mess and pushes holiness out the other side.

Not anti-mixed-bathing holiness. But the real stuff. The holiness that serves the poor, prays without ceasing, redeems the arts, loves enemies, elevates community above corporate success, and preaches the life-giving Gospel of a crucified and risen Lamb in season and out. That’s what it means to be a Christian today.

By Preston Sprinkle

About the Author: Preston Sprinkle is the author of Charis: God’s Scandalous Grace for Us and he blogs at prestonsprinkle.com. See more from Preston on his website.

Fat-Shamed Woman on Flight Praises ‘Hero’ Who Made Bully Switch Seats

"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."

School Principal Slams Dad for Taking Kids on Family Vacation—& His Response Is Perfect

This dad responded to her salty email with pure class—and his points are pretty hard to argue with.

Why Are So Many Christians Deconstructing Their Faith?

In churches across America, a quiet but consequential conversation is unfolding. It often begins with a question—sometimes whispered, sometimes posted publicly on social media....