Loving across borders
I sometimes like to sit on the porch of my apartment building with my neighbor. We talk about life as we watch the world...
Living resurrection power
When living in Spain, we were overwhelmed with the attention given to Easter week. Elaborate religious processions winding through the streets and avenues of...
The day we became friends with God
Maundy Thursday is the day in the Christian year when we enter into the Upper Room on the night that Jesus was betrayed to...
On the road to recovery
I will never forget the first time I shared in an accountability group for pornography addiction. I was ashamed and nervous, had a dash...
Are you obeying Jesus?
How are you doing at making disciples? It was a question I had never been asked. In 35 years of church life, I had...
Theologically sound, personally broken
Over the years, Mary and I have led several Ocho Decisiones Que Sanan Tu Vida (Life’s Healing Choices) recovery groups. At a recent meeting...
Running on spiritual fumes
I always wanted to be a mom. I was a sought-after babysitter as a teen, and as a young adult, I loved spending time...
Grab hold of Paul’s cross-shaped courage
Imagine getting an email from a friend saying something like this, “We’ve gone through some incredibly hard times lately. It has been so utterly...