by Christian Olivier, TC ’20 What does it mean to be a Christian at Yale? Being a Christian at Yale means always relying on God’s grace and mercy to speak thoughtfully, act graciously, think critically, and love deeply, never … Continue reading Being Christian at Yale
“Preach the word; be ready in season and out of season; reprove, rebuke, and exhort, with complete patience and teaching.” 1 Timothy 4:2 ESV Continue reading A Case for Rebuke
“And at the sixth hour, He will breathe His last, but breathe into me my first…’Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends (John 15:13).’ Continue reading Kneeling and Hanging: Maundy Thursday and Good Friday
This day, 2000 years ago, the King above every government on Earth; the Creator of this Universe who simply spoke and things came into being; the all-knowing God who was from the beginning and is to eternity;
This God came to you and I. Continue reading Is Christmas already over?
These stories brought to light the realities of the Green: these people were fighting against sexual assault, police brutality, and social stigma associated with mental health–issues that we Yalies tout ourselves for championing. Continue reading Pursuing Justice as the Justified
But if I stop loving, if I stop letting the spirit of God move in me, am I still me? Continue reading Rooted
For the lives lost in First Baptist Church in Sutherland Springs, I promise that wherever I am, you are there. The news has not released your names yet, but I promise that I will not fear walking through that church door and finding my spot in the pew, because you weren’t. Continue reading Response to Sutherland Springs Shooting
Finally, when you walk across the aisle to lay hold of your diploma, you will know without a doubt that God’s faithfulness followed you all the way there. Continue reading Letter to My Freshmen Self
In death, there is no turning back, no last minute good deed, no “winging-it.” Continue reading Dead Come to Life
My scar is weakness sewn back together with Something much stronger: a Something that lets me laugh in the face of the anxieties we create for ourselves, a Something that is home no matter where I am, a Something that lets me look in the mirror and see the strength of the Rocky Mountains stand in perfection atop someone very weak, but very much at peace. Continue reading The Fourth Scar
As a dancer, you must ask yourself: How can I make His choreography, the ultimate choreography, my own, while still sticking to the Creator’s true intent? Continue reading Learning to Dance
You could easily be reading something else. Listening to something else. Watching something else. But, with no one other than God to thank, you aren’t. Continue reading Shorelines
