When something bad happens to other people, I’ve noticed an internal knee-jerk reaction: I try to assure myself that what’s happening to them can’t happen to me. He’s older and . . .
For any parent, having the “sex talk” with their kids is notoriously uncomfortable. In our home, we don’t.
If you’ve seen an alleyway lined with blankets and cardboard boxes or an underpass flickering with the light of empty oil drum fires, you’ve had a glimpse of a vagabond fellowship. It’s a place where the beat down and broken find an accepting community, but one where they remain broken.
Do you ever feel uncomfortable being a Christian where you live, work, or play? I’ve just finished Ian Morgan Cron’s book, Chasing Francis.* In it, the main character observes: “Once . . .
It’s so much greater. Changing our thinking about sex could change our world.
If this sounds disappointing or discouraging to you, pause for a moment and consider this question: Do you think God wants you to use him? The desire to be used . . .
All I did was ask for half caff. Our waitress glanced toward the kitchen miserably, like I’d just added an hour’s worth of work to her day. I looked around . . .
We live in a world that pursues pleasure endlessly. But pleasure is elusive. How can you experience more?
Why does God allow temptation? Could it be you’re tempted because this is what God wants for you? Or could it be he has something much better for you?
We all have places in our lives we know aren’t beautiful, including at least a few places that are just down right ugly. When we come face to face with . . .