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We’re on our way home from a family vacation, zipping down long ribbons of asphalt. July afternoon spills hot through the windshield...
I didn’t hear much about Joseph’s second robe as a kid. I can picture the first on early flannel graphs and take-home Sunday school papers, and I remember the Technicolor version, but the...
For many of us, connecting work with spiritual life is an elusive quest.
On the way to her tonsillectomy, we laugh, she and I, talk of what flavor of ice cream she’d most like afterwards, when it’s all finished and she’s home, what books I might...
“No one can serve two masters. For you will hate one and love the other; you will be devoted to one and...
Right priorities balance on some razor thin edge (probably imaginary) and it always feels like I'm leaning one way or another. I'm typically at the office from 8 to 7:30 on Mondays, Wednesdays...
First of all, I HATE the phrase “church shopping.” But that is a phrase that people in our culture use. And honestly...
I have raised three sons. My oldest son is in college; my middle son just finished high school; and my youngest just...
Heavy dusk fire casts the wedding party’s long shadows across a patio overlooking the harbor, a crowd of young men and women looking on at Bobby and Emily, and the couple’s families gathered...
Our friends at Patheos are reflecting on the eight “Teresa Principles” highlighted in the new book, Mother Theresa, CEO: Unexpected Principles for...
As I enter the building, darkness hems me in. The concrete, triangular building entraps me and allows only a sliver of light through its peaked top. I weave through the downward-sloping tunnel, with...
