Richard Doran was dead on target in his Dec. 14 missive concerning politically correct reporters editing every reference to Jesus from Tim Tebow’s Heisman speech.

The fact is, Mr. Tebow is an amazing athlete, and if he wishes to attribute his success to Jesus Christ, sports columnists should honor that choice. The problem is, Mr. Doran doesn’t go far enough in his criticism. I say, let’s throw aside the pious attitude and the political correctness and get down to the truth.

I believe the media should not only report every newsworthy story wherein people turn to Jesus, I think they should report the story regardless of outcome. Why should we have to read rigged narratives where only sports heroes and cancer survivors celebrate their faith? What about when Christ doesn’t come through with the goods? Why don’t we read about children whose cancers worsen despite all prayer? Or how about the hundreds who drowned during Hurricane Katrina? Did their final pleas go unheard simply because Christ was busy grooming one young man for the Heisman? Clearly, we need both sides of the story.

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Mr. Doran wears his faith like a shiny football jersey for a team that records only its wins while erasing ties and losses. I wish him a merry Christmas all the same.

Patrick Clark

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Carbondale

I read with interest and respect the articulate letters of R.W. Boyle and Annig Raley. Both made valid points, points well taken that I can hopefully grow from.

I realize I can sometimes come on too strong in expressing my convictions, and if anyone has been offended by my style or language, on whatever subject I’ve written, I am sorry for it. Please forgive me.

However, if the principles or precepts from God’s Word itself, including the teachings of Jesus, which I try to follow but often fail to; if these deposits of wisdom, truth, and righteousness offend anyone by exposing sin or ungodliness, for that I cannot apologize. I’d be a fool to deny that which has opened my eyes and helped set me free, especially from myself.

The difference between my old life, beset by the grossest sin, thoughts and attitudes, and my new life since Jesus (no “imaginary friend”) revealed himself to me and redeemed me from destruction through his cross and his incredible grace, is like that of the blackest, most hopeless night, and a beautiful and glorious morning, resplendent with new life.

No doubt I’ve become overzealous in sharing this good news, and what must happen in us to receive it, with others. But I’ve only wanted them to see what I have been most privileged to discover. It’s their choice.

There are indeed many paths to truth in our diverse, politically correct world, but logic tells us they cannot all be right. Jesus Christ, far more than a good moral teacher, boldly stated, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes unto (God), except through Me.” Either that’s completely true, or completely false. Either believe (and obey) God’s Word, or don’t ” and oppose the entire moral foundation upon which western civilization has stood for 2,000 years.

Christianity is critically important ” or it’s of no importance whatsoever, and we can live like barbarians. As C.S. Lewis wrote, “What it can never be is moderately important.”

John Herbst

Battlement Mesa