I have long deliberated the possible efficacy of another Wild at Heart critique.1 Although many excellent critiques arose in the years after the book’s initial
I am in a unique position. I am a woman who leads a men’s group. After years of leading an identity formation group for women,
It seems a discussion of masculinity can scarcely commence at Gordon College without mention of John Eldredge’s Wild at Heart, a book enthusiastically endorsed by
“Delighted” would accurately describe my reaction to discovering Christians for Biblical Equality. I’m a man who knows something about marginalization and alienation — two themes
“Submission.” It’s not a four-letter word, but it may as well be. Depending on how it’s used, who says it, and what they mean, “submission”
If then there is any encouragement in Christ, any consolation from love, any sharing in the Spirit, any compassion and sympathy, make my joy complete:
My favorite hymn is Martin Luther’s “A Mighty Fortress is Our God.” Something must be wrong, because according to an article I recently found on
I was born into privilege thrice over. I am white; I am male; I am American. And all that privilege provides me with the shortcut,
“You’re what?” “Are you kidding?” “Is that some sort of a joke?” “How do you make that work?” “Aren’t you a walking contradiction?” These are
My world changed in 2008 when I listened to a Namibian woman speak about her experience of being raped three times as a teenager. I