Baptists

All about those singing Christmas trees!

The other day I openly confessed that, as a kid and throughout my life, I have always been a choir fanatic. What I hinted at in that piece I will now state openly: I was the kind of choir fanatic who was only interested in singing classical music, especially when dealing with sacred issues and texts.


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Re-gift responsibly

As my friend and I exchanged gifts earlier this week, my appreciation for our friendship grew when she said, “If you don’t like it, you can regift it.” I love a good dose of honesty where there’s no underlying analysis about how much time and money we spent figuring out what to get each other. Instead, we hold a mutual understanding that items we give each other don’t need to reflect the level of closeness we feel.


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Why Callista Gingrich can sing

At most schools (high school or college) there are band types, athletes, drama people, book fanatics, math/science geeks (and proud of it), etc., etc. Sometimes, these groups can overlap, such as the common book/band hybrid or the choir/drama type. I was a book/choir guy.


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Pod people: Christmas vs. Christmas in the news

GetReligion readers who have been paying close attention during the last week or so are probably just shocked, shocked to know that the topic of this week’s “Crossroads” podcast is related to Christmas.


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God, "Hitch," the Baptists and Hell

I have been unbelievable swamped all day, working on final grades for the fall term at the Washington Journalism Center. That’s doesn’t matter to GetReligion readers, of course, but it does mean that I have not been plugged into the World Wide Web all day.


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American politicos actually changing "religions"?

Many GetReligion readers will recall that I grew up in Texas as the son of a Southern Baptist pastor. I spent my teen years in Port Arthur, which was and is a rather hellish refinery town on Lake Sabine, on the Texas-Louisiana border. It’s best known as the hometown of Janis Joplin and, trust me, I have always understood where she caught the blues.


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