There is no higher desire in a human heart than the longing to be free, and in this case I mean literally. So when I think about Paul writing four of his thirteen letters from prison, I marvel at his ability to be clear of mind, direct, and full of hope and gratitude. Read Ephesians,…
For years, I clung to the notion that bad decisions led to bad stories and good decisions led to good stories. I desperately and naïvely wanted to believe this was true—that we had some control over our stories. But we know it isn’t true, don’t we? We live in a broken world, and our stories…
We have a cat who has some dog-like tendencies. She greets us at the door when we arrive home. She plays fetch with her favorite milk-cap-on-a-string toy. She escapes outside, and she sits next to us as we eat dinner. But my favorite trait is the way she appears from seemingly nowhere when I reach…
My mother passed away in 2017. She was one of the most faithful individuals I’ve ever known. She always loved Jesus, but her faith intensified when God brought her through a bout of brain cancer in 1980. She shared her story with many, and she always gave God full credit for her healing. If I…
It was a Monday. We’ve all had them, those Mondays that begin with disarray and distraction and feel like an endless loop of chaos and confusion certain to bleed over into the rest of the week. Every conceivable thing that can go wrong does, with a few surprises thrown in. I’m actually pretty used to…
Why do I attend church? What is the desire inside that calls me there? Where does it come from? Do we human beings have an intrinsic desire to believe there is something or someone bigger than ourselves that deserves our worship, our praise (even if we never acknowledge such a feeling)? I believe we do….