About Nic Davidson

Nic Davidson Nic Davidson and his wife joined the Church in ’08 after growing up in the Assemblies of God. He was a youth minister in Duluth, MN, spent 3 years working as a missionary on the Caribbean island of Dominica while his wife attended Med School, and just finished writing a 3-year youth ministry curriculum for the Diocese of Duluth, MN. While on-island, he and his wife adopted three wonderful siblings. He has returned to the States and blogs at Death Before Death and keeps you updated on his family at The Dynamic Davidson Duo.



Author Archives: Nic Davidson

Identity Lies & Where Your Identity Lies

May 17th, 2016 | by Nic Davidson

"We've got a stranglehold on being "us", because we're afraid of losing ourselves in the swarm; but the problem with a stranglehold is that, eventually, what we're holding gets....strangled."


Superman and a 38-Year-Old Boy

April 19th, 2016 | by Nic Davidson

From the onset, that's what I always found in Superman and wanted for myself. No one was left unaffected. In that possible world, the scrawny and the bully, the beautiful and the broken, they all squint upward, crane their necks, and rise.


On Loving More

March 22nd, 2016 | by Nic Davidson

That's the beautiful message of this gospel of life (evangelium vitae)--that our seemingly feeble attempts at love, our lackluster stutter steps not only make Him proud, but that His strength is most evident in my weakness


Praying “for” Others

February 23rd, 2016 | by Nic Davidson

My wife, Jacelyn, is a pit bull when it comes to anything she knows is true, right, or necessary. When


Making A Murderer, Loving the Guilty

January 26th, 2016 | by Nic Davidson

It is the heart of Christianity, though, to leave the safety of innocence and take the pain and suffering of someone else's guilt upon yourself...Fight to preserve the innocent, but fight just as hard to restore the guilty


No Generation Exists In a Vacuum

November 3rd, 2015 | by Nic Davidson

My in-laws are moving in. Within 24 hours, they will reside in our residence. The lives of the Davidsons and



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