I meet a lot of people who say they wouldn’t be caught dead inside of a church building, that their life is too messed up to be embraced by the arms of God, and that their previous failures are too monstrous to be forgiven by the grace of Jesus.
Dear Ray Rice, I can’t imagine what you must be feeling right now. As your career and reputation are being burned at the stake by media and news outlets alike, I can help but what is going on in your heart.
Many have said that today’s Christians are shallow, ill of deep-rooted theology, and unaware of who Christ really is in their life. And while my first reaction would be to fight this accusation, I can help but admit that we have a lack of legit disciples in our midst.
I remember the first time I was exposed to pornographic material like it was yesterday. I was eleven years old, still very ignorant to the ideology of sex, and surrounded by a bunch of friends who’s eyes were fixated on a computer screen. I remember feeling dirty, in the wrong, and extremely uncomfortable by what I was seeing.