I wish there were more evangelicals who were preoccupied with figuring out how Jesus might respond to the world we live in.
Great strides were made in LGBT rights this year and millions whooped it up at gay pride parades all around the country in celebration. But amid the usual rainbow flags, there was an interesting new wrinkle this year: the emergence of a new Jesus.
I was a troublemaker in Sunday school. No, not because I was passing notes (though they were passed, discreetly). I was a troublemaker because I did the worst thing a young Southern Baptist born and raised girl can do: I asked questions. The big questions.
The answer is not as simple as supporting small businesses over Walmart. Instead, it is a call for all people of faith to live-out our long tradition of speaking up for people who are working harder and harder for less and less need a community on their side.