My Emancipation From American Christianity


john pavlovitz

chain-breaking-freeI used to think that it was just me, that it was my problem, my deficiency, my moral defect.

It had to be.

All those times when I felt like an outsider in this American Jesus thing; the ever-more frequent moments when my throat constricted and my heart raced and my stomach turned.

Maybe it came in the middle of a crowded worship service or during a small group conversation. Maybe while watching the news or when scanning a blog post, or while resting in a silent, solitary moment of prayer. Maybe it was all of these times and more, when something rose up from the deepest places within me and shouted, “I can’t do this anymore! I can’t be part of this!”

These moments once overwhelmed me with panic and filled me with guilt, but lately I am stepping mercifully clear of such things.

What I’ve come to realize is that it certainly is me, but not in the…

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White, American, Christian Terrorists Are Still Terrorists… Aren’t They?

very well said…

john pavlovitz

CW8OYgyWYAQuIcY.jpg-largeSelf-delusion is not an American ideal—or at least it shouldn’t be.

Someone really needs to inform the men hunkered down in a Oregon wildlife preserve that because it seems they missed the memo.

The standoff isn’t about good men being courageous in the face of evil.
It isn’t about righting a wrong.
It isn’t about standing up to a corrupt government.
It isn’t about defending the freedoms our country was built upon or about championing the Constitution.
It’s not an accurate reflection of Jesus either.

This is grown men angry playing dress-up.
This is weekend warrior fantasizing, using live ammo.
It’s a Wild West wet dream come to life in a way that only white men could get away with.
It is petulance and tough guy bullying wrapped in nationalism and covered with the flag.

All of the threats and the taunts to the President and the “cold dead hand” posturing of these men reveal the truth. What…

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A New Year of Unpretending

john pavlovitz


Hello, friend.

If your eyes are falling upon these words you’ve arrived at the threshold of another year.

Now you may have done so in a swift, blissful sprint across the dateline, or dragging your battered self through the last agonizing seconds of the past year.

Whether you greet today with elation or despair, you’re here now and the question is: What are you going to do with this next trip around the sun?

I may not know you but I know a few things about you:

Right now your mind is likely in some manner of reset mode as you ponder all the things you’d like to change along with the calendar.

You’re probably carefully mulling over a laundry list of personal alterations, career endeavors, and daily practices you aspire to incorporate into this newborn moment in history.

Today you’re making plans and declaring intentions and diligently power washing the slate clean…

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