Okay, so maybe it’s not so good. I don’t know whether you got any sleep at all. I don’t know whether that means you were working third shift. Which would mean that you have work. Which is a great thing, better than the woman I talked with today. I asked her what her biggest fear […]

Sometimes people ask me about a problem, about what to do. They ask about something difficult, like what to do about the hate they feel. They say, “I hate him. I hate her. I hate what they did to their family. I hate what they did to me.” They say, “I know God says to […]

I know that by Monday, I’ll have a couple of posts about John the Baptist. By Monday, I’ll have finished thinking about John, sitting in jail. I’ll be done thinking through what it would be like to have merely told the truth, God’s truth, about Herod and his brother’s wife-stealing. And then to be locked […]

I was driving to work. Nancy called. She was at home with Hope, eating breakfast, watching the news, watching the crash. We opened the church building that day, put out a sign, hooked up a television so we could keep track of what was happening. People talked about people turning to God. I don’t know. […]

(First published October 18, 2010) I know. I’m probably supposed to start differently than that, God. With a “Dear” or a “Most heavenly Father” or something. But it’s Monday morning and I’m tired from the weekend and I am absolutely convinced that when Peter talked to you, Jesus, he almost never started with “Dear Jesus.” […]