Early on November 3, the day we thought would never arrive, my neighbor texted to say he was walking over to the polling station at 6:50. I was planning to go later but decided to join him. We vote similarly, and I figured a last-minute review on a certain measure wouldn’t hurt. Continue reading
In my previous post I had said that how we vote matters both here and in eternity. In heaven, it can affect our rewards for “the things done in the body” (2 Corinthians 5:10). And on earth, our voting choices directly impact our daily lives, because the officials we elect can make life easy or difficult for us by the laws they pass.
If elected officials are faith-friendly, they will pass laws that allow us to practice our faith in peace. If not, we will Continue reading
While scrolling through the comments under an election-themed video, I came across this question: “Will you go to hell if you don’t vote for Trump?”
The video had not offered any advice on how to vote. On the contrary, the speaker was evasive about his position and the video had numerous rabbit trails. Even watching it at 1.75x speed felt like a waste of time. But the comment Continue reading
I don’t know how safe New Delhi’s bus stops are for women these days, but once upon a time they were about as safe as shark-infested waters are for scuba divers. This is because New Delhi’s bus stops were haunted by a breed of predatory fiend known as the chain snatcher. If you heard that a woman had had her gold chain snatched, you could safely assume that the crime had been committed at a bus stop. Continue reading
Today marks the seventh anniversary of the day one of my oldest, most cherished dreams came true: the dream of becoming an author.
My first book, Pioneer Boulevard: Los Angeles Stories, was released on June 29, 2013. I chose this day because it was the only weekend my older nephew/godson could make it from Canada, where he was an undergrad at Waterloo. Continue reading
It’s interesting how Facebook has been reminding me of my memories in such a well-timed manner of late. Either my phone’s spying on me (pshaw!), or God knew something one year ago that neither Facebook nor Apple did. Continue reading
Trust my errant muse to make sure my first post of the decade is about finishing and not beginning. But I’m grateful to receive a visit from La Muse at all, so let me not complain.
On January 21 I saw a Facebook post about the recent death of a friend’s wife. I had met this couple — I’ll call them Ashok and Jaya — many years ago in my hometown of Pune, India. Continue reading
When Christians walk away, they are walking away from Jesus Christ, not just from Christianity or a local church. After all, when they became a Christian, they had entered a relationship with a Person, not with a religion or a church.
I’m talking about becoming a Christian in the true sense. There is such a thing as cultural Christianity, Continue reading
The walking away of Joshua Harris and Marty Sampson has raised a question that inevitably surfaces when such things happen: Can a Christian lose their faith?
Christians regularly sidestep this question by saying the person who walked away was not a real Christian in the first place. Continue reading