It's Tuesday night and I'm relaxed and pretty content. That's kind of surprising because a week ago I was freaked out stressed. My boss was in some high level meetings that really looked like they were going to go badly. Really badly. I was

I watched 'Jesus Camp' yesterday. I've been avoiding it for months. I knew it would depress me. Both because it's versions of faith, ministry to kids, interaction with culture and US politics are VERY different than mine AND because these still are 'my people': folks who love Jesus, who care about kids, who want to make a difference. I knew it would leave me profoundly conflicted.

I was not disappointed. I found watching it every bit as unpleasant as I expected.

This blog isn't really about 'Jesus Camp', though. It's about these questions. Do we have an obligation, a need to watch or see things that we'll find distasteful? Do we 'need' to feel uncomfortable? Is it 'good for us' to be depressed by what we see?

If you've never read Annie Dillard you are missing out.  Talk about wonder, this woman's writing