As I pull out the light teal paint, a plum, and heavy medium, my mind drifts into the same familiar mental box. It’s a box of unresolved philosophical conversations—conversations that need space. A busy mind. A bit of stewing. The release comes through brush and palette knife... How are faithful Christians—we who share the same creeds—so divided on justice in public life?

The longer I knew *Jason, the more I liked him. As political science students in the hub of Washington, D.C. we would talk current events...