It doesn’t feel good to be called out. In fact, it can be downright offensive. But for those who have the humility – as well as the courage – to examine their hearts, it can be transformative. I know. It has been for me.
This seemingly endless season of campaigning is almost over. Only one more day, and it will all be behind us; that is, for this election. There will be many more in the future, which is why I think it critical to learn from my 7 year old son.
Today is a big day. For we Americans, this day represents much more than fireworks, outdoor cookouts, and sticky watermelon faces. It is a day filled with history, significance and courage. The meaning behind the fourth of July helps us teach much greater lessons as well.
I remember the first time I was accused of being a Pharisee. It was painful, but true.
It was over 20 years ago now. I was living in a college dorm at Louisiana State University. At the time the legal drinking age was 18, and girls were permitted to come and go as they pleased. The resulting environment was toxic, as you can imagine.