The Dangerous Dance of Fall
I don’t dance—at least not well. I tend to look like a limp fish, with synchronized flipping and flopping to the music. But…
Read MoreI don’t dance—at least not well. I tend to look like a limp fish, with synchronized flipping and flopping to the music. But…
Read MoreI have now spent more time in congregational living than out of it. Worship services and mission trips and small groups and potlucks…
Read MoreOur family (my wife and I and our two teenagers) will be heading to the poorest country in our hemisphere next week. Amy…
Read MoreCould this be the prayer of our generation? Our father or mother or nameless deity or whoever will answer me, forgetful and weak…
Read MoreI was fired. Not recently. I was 23 and fresh out of college and a year into my first ministry job. Hearing those…
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