Don't drink the water
Recently, an Evangelical (one of the few left who I still love and respect) told me that they understand why I don't like what Evangelical Christianity has become - agree with me, even, on most points - but hear the things I say about religion generally and Evangelicalism in particular, and worries that I'm in danger of becoming as hateful towards Evangelicals as Evangelicals have become towards everyone else. And I recognize the irony of using the "love the sinner, hate the sin" line of reasoning in this context, but: I don't hate Evangelicals. I care about them enough to want them to stop being Evangelicals. Christianity was a river of life to me as I grew up. It was a source of inspiration and hope when I couldn't find those things elsewhere. It was where I went for answers to any important question I had. And even though it wasn't very GOOD at answering questions, it at least claimed to have one: Love. It was even a good answer, for most ethical que...