In the Church of Christ, we teach that a person is “born again” (Gospel of John 3:3) when he comes up out of the waters of baptism.

If that is the case, I was “born again” on March 4, 1987.

But the day I was truly born again (or maybe we can say most born again) was September 24, 2012.

That was the day my son, Daniel, was born.

Before that day, I was just trying real hard to make believe God.

But when I heard my son’s first cry and they put him in my arms, I didn’t have to try to make believe anymore.

For the first time in my life, I knew God for real.

In that operating room where they took Daniel out of my wife’s womb, I found myself in a trinity of trinities.

The first is the trinity of our new family: Daddy, Mommy, and Daniel.

The second is Jesus, me, and Daniel. As I learn about manhood by following the life and teachings of Jesus, I pass on that manhood to Daniel...

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On the morning of September 11, 2001, my world was so bright I had to wear shades. Really. I had to wear sunglasses that morning.

I was 25 years old. I strolled out of my apartment in my new shoes and new slacks. I got into my new car, opened the sunroof, and turned up some dc Talk on the stereo. I picked up a breakfast sandwich and a coffee at the place around the corner. I drove to my new job at the place where I dreamed of working since I was 18 years old. I had a quick daydream about all the new things I would do at that job that would lead to more new things that I would do for the rest of the long life that stretched out before me. I thought of the new crush I had on a girl I just met. I imagined how she and I could fall into new love that would lead to a new family.

I took a bite of croissant. The wind blew through my hair.

I felt like the...

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This is the third post in a series about critical race theory.

You can read the first post here and the second post here.

In this post, I will only use the words “critical race theory” three times (and you already read two of them).

That is because critical race theory is not the point of this post.

Nor is it really the point of what cable news, social media, or talk radio have to say about it.

What is the point?

Read on and decide for yourself.

Let’s start with this: You have an opinion.

How did you let it form within you?

What information did you choose to let in?

What information did you choose to believe and keep?

In this post, I ask you to think about who you choose to believe and what you choose to do with those beliefs.

I will show you what I mean by telling you two true stories.

The first story is about “Jody,” a...

Irwin family Christmas morning breakfast, December 25, 2008. Photo by Bethy Irwin.

Ask me what my mom, Debbie Irwin, is all about.

My answer: “Sweet rolls.”

From scratch.

You see, Mom used to make a special breakfast for our family every Sunday morning. She always made it from scratch.

She made sweet rolls, applesauce muffins, banana bread, coffee cake, pumpkin bread, zucchini bread, and many other yummy carbohydrates.

Sometimes, she baked on Saturday nights.

Sometimes, she got up at 5 a.m. on Sunday mornings. She baked and got ready for church while the rest of us slept.

In our family, one thing was as sure as the sunrise: We ate a special made-from-scratch breakfast every Sunday morning before we pulled ourselves together and went off to church.

In fact, we ate breakfast together as a family every day of the week. The only exception was Saturdays. On Saturdays, my sisters...

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On Labor Day, I can’t help but think about my granddaddy.

He didn’t finish high school, but after his service in the U.S. Army, he went on to work on the railroad for about 40 years.

Granddaddy did not get rich, but he earned enough to give his family a comfortable life. He earned enough to save and share.

Granddaddy used some of his savings to pay for part of what it took for my sisters and me to go to one of the best private Christian universities in the country. Our education and experience there formed our faith and prepared us for our careers in the helping professions.

And even though Granddaddy died 19 years ago this week, the pension and savings he earned still support my grandmama to this day.

Granddaddy believed in hard work, but he also believed in organized labor. He knew that his legacy and standard of living would not be the same...

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Here are the words that sum up my feelings about my life from childhood to my late 30s:

I wish for more.

I wished to be more, do more, have more.

I always felt like I was missing something.

When I was in my teens and 20s, I thought I was missing a better job, a girlfriend or wife, better looks (which would help with the girlfriend or wife), passion/romance/sex (which required the wife that I did not have), and all kinds of other things like a graduate degree, a sporty car, and…wit.

I wished for more God. I wished to feel that I was living the “abundant life” that Jesus talked about (Gospel of John 10:10). I prayed all the time. I read my Bible every day. I spent time with Christians who yearned like I yearned. I went on adventures that I thought would make abundant life spring up within me.

A few times, I thought I got close to what I was trying...

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I’m sure someone wrote something like this somewhere before.

If so, I haven’t read it.

So, I’m not plagiarizing (if any of this sounds familiar).

But I may be led by the same Spirit that inspired someone else to write the same things.

Our Christ did not plant his church in the world to make nations great (or great again).

The church of Christ does not belong to a human nation, nor does a human nation deserve the allegiance and loyalty of the church of Christ.

Christians are loyal to the kingdom of our Christ. We pledge allegiance to that kingdom alone. We believe that that kingdom is independent and stands apart from the nations of this world.

Therefore, our priority is always the kingdom of our Christ.

A kingdom that lives among all peoples of the Earth.

A kingdom without borders.

This is the kingdom–the only kingdom–for which we...

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These days, a lot of people are talking (or shouting) about “mandates.”

Should the government mandate less or more?

While Christians may be citizens of the United States by birth or naturalization, we choose to be subjects of the kingdom of our Christ.

As subjects of that kingdom, we hold ourselves to its mandates above all.

So when the world fights about the mandates of its governments, Christians can be calm and cool. We just have to focus on living “up” to the mandates of our Christ and our Christ gives us only one simple mandate.

If we obey that one mandate, our Christ promises that all will be well.

What is that single, simple mandate?

When the Pharisees heard [Jesus] had silenced the Sadducees, they gathered together, and one of them, a lawyer, asked him a question to test him. “Teacher, which commandment in the law is the...

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If you know these things, you are blessed if you do them–Jesus of Nazareth, Gospel of John 13:17

Blessedness–the happiness and favor of God–is not a reward that we get later when God counts up all of our good deeds in this life.

Here in this verse, Jesus did not say that the blessedness will come to us on “some glad morning when this life is o'er.”

No, the blessedness of which Jesus spoke is present tense: You are blessed if you do “these things.”

The happiness and favor of God–the essence of heaven–is here and now and you can be in it.

How?

If you do “these things.”

What things?

Washing feet.

After [Jesus] had washed [his disciples’] feet, had put on his robe, and had returned to the table, he said to them, “Do you know what I have done to you? You call me Teacher and Lord–and you are right, for that is what I am. So, if I, your Lord...

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In part one of this series, I quoted political strategist Christopher Rufo:

We have successfully frozen their brand–‘critical race theory’–into the public conversation and are steadily driving up negative perceptions. We will eventually turn it toxic, as we put all of the various cultural insanities under that brand category. The goal is to have the public read something crazy in the newspaper and immediately think ‘critical race theory.’ We have de-codified the term and will re-codify it to annex the entire range of cultural constructions that are unpopular with Americans–Christopher Rufo, from a March 15 Tweet, describing how he is helping politicians and pundits weaponize critical race theory

I ended my first post on critical race theory with this line:

For now, my appeal is this: Love your neighbors. Love them by being careful about what you...