The other day in the church lobby I saw someone I knew in conversation with the parents of our mutual friend. I was out of earshot, but the body language was plain to see: The young man’s...
A church camp is always amazing. It’s a time of refreshing, recharging and refocusing. It’s where you get to bask in the warm glow of our mountaintop moments. You look forward to it...
Maybe you know the parable of the rich young man, in Matthew 19:16-30, who asked Jesus what he needed to do to attain eternal life, and left crestfallen, having been told to sell everything he...
Dear God, I know it’s been awhile. I’ve been horribly quiet. Truth be told – not that You don’t already know – I’ve been avoiding You. These days, the mere act of opening my mouth...
This is a tale of two kingdoms. But they don’t occupy different territories, nor do patrolled borders lay between them. They are infused but in theory they’re immiscible, incapable of...
I have depression and no one in church knows. Some of the adults have asked about my health, noting that I look tired, grey and wane. But how do I come clean about my condition when anxiety is...
“Oh, we’re just talking.” We’ve heard it many times – maybe even said it ourselves. But here’s a question: Are we scared of commitment? Because “we’re just...
“Get your act together”, my friend said. I was appalled. Immediately a voice started rattling in my head, with a response I’d rehearsed one too many times. What do you think...
Dear Depression, I want to thank you. Even though you’ve taught me how to sob soundlessly into the depths of a pillow, hands clutching desperately at the sheets like a drowning man grasping a...