Whether we’re Democrats or Republicans or independents, we have to learn to hang together or we’re gonna hang separately.
There are a million ‘oughts’ in the world. There’s a million ways in which I ought to be serving the world. But the ways I’m gifted to serve and the opportunities that come to me to serve are not a million.
As a Christian, I’m passionately opposed to American pretensions that we have special standing with God; to political office-seekers who play on our religious differences; and to the religious arrogance that says, ‘Our truth is the only truth.’
When I was depressed, nobody expected anything of me, nor did I expect anything of myself. I was exempt from life’s demands and risks. But if I were to find new life, who knows what daunting tasks I might be required to take on?
Fascist movements kill off their critics, literally or metaphorically, while democratic movements value, invite and even welcome criticism.
Inner-life questions are the kind everyone asks, with or without benefit of God-talk: ‘Does my life have meaning and purpose?’ ‘Do I have gifts that the world wants and needs?’ ‘Whom and what shall I serve?’ ‘Whom and what can I trust?’ ‘How can I rise above my fears?’
Proposing inner-life solutions to our political and economic catastrophes is something done, say the critics, only by people who’ve spent more time in la-la land than in the ‘real world.’