Tackling a tough topic biblically
A few of my eighth-grade friends were up to no good one Sabbath afternoon when I attended a Seventh-day Adventist elementary school in Lincoln, Nebraska. They stopped by my house, less than a mile from our school, and invited me to hang out with them. I joined them, and we walked to the academy gym (which was down the hill from the elementary school).
One of the doors to the gym was broken—it would not lock properly. We knew that with two hard tugs, quickly executed one after the other, it would open without a key. So we went to the gym door, opened it easily, and went inside the gym. While we were in there we raided the school’s kitchen and …