The older you get, the more real you get. Your tolerance for shallowness, cynicism, and botox infused selfies runs to zero. You think more about an authentic life. You think more about a meaningful death.
“There is no way Jesus was a feminist!” I disagreed. I knew any discussion about gender equality in Christian circles can be fraught with emotional bombs.
Step the wrong way with semantics and watch an explosion of anger and passion blow up. It’s a minefield of mixed definitions and a powder keg of perceptions and paradigms.