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What do you think a Christian looks like?

I was on my way to pick up my son from soccer camp, which had ended early because a storm was rolling in. Stopped at a traffic light, I could see it ahead: roiling black clouds punctuated by occasional bursts of lightning.

But I could also see that the light had changed, and my lane was not moving. The car just a bit ahead of me was still stopped. The passenger (more…)