He didn’t ask questions. He didn’t give a lecture. He didn’t sulk or give the silent treatment. He ran. His arms were open. He bestowed gifts. He restored. Do you forgive others the way the prodigal’s father forgave him? I will be the first to admit I do not. Permit me a brief recap of…
“No one has access to the trash can.” A coworker uttered these words as she trained me on the hosting platform for our organization’s website and blog pages. She was encouraging me to get to know the system by exploring. Most things could be created without being published to the public site. The only thing…
I was deep into a project for work when my son knocked on my door. I could tell he was excited about something, so I paused and invited him in. He had found a video on YouTube of a homeless man receiving a free makeover. As I watched the video with my son, I also…
Who here has been hurt by the church? I have, and I feel confident that if you’ve been in church for any length of time, you’ve probably been hurt too. In my thirty years of church involvement, I’ve witnessed enough hurt to call it quits—plenty of it. I’ll share one experience. Throughout my childhood, my…
Have you ever lain awake at night thinking about something you did years ago that still eats at you? Have you convinced yourself too much time has passed for reconciliation? I have. I’ve spent hundreds of hours over the decades regretting my choices. I’ve also spent too many hours dwelling in a wounded heart. Both…
In August of 1997, a “commencement speech” blew up the internet with its wisdom and sage advice, beginning with “Wear sunscreen.” These wise words were penned by Chicago Tribune columnist Mary Schmich. Her words were put to music and became an instant hit. I was particularly struck by the truth of one line the first…