I had Michelangelo on my mind as I marched to my garden, spade in one hand, a hoe in the other, determined to clear the weeds. The week before our vacation had been a busy one: working fast and furious to get projects done so I wouldn’t be swamped when we returned, getting packed, and …
As the political divide the nightly news both reports and foments continues to gash the fabric of our culture, churches—long the safe places of healing and security—struggle to forge a peaceful path forward. Who is “in” and who is “out” in the fellowship at your church? When does one’s position on a political issue, for …
Spending a week at summer church camp was something of a rite of passage for the boys in my family, of which I was the youngest. “You gotta go to church camp,” Mark told me when I initially resisted the idea of a week at the Baptist encampment nestled in the Quartz Mountains of southwestern …
We humans need reminders that we are not, after all, the center of the universe. That’s why I try repeating all 14 verses of Psalm 19 by memory most every morning. The act of memorizing forces me to slow down and meditate on the words, which is necessary for me, lest I forget and fall …
We bumped into each other at the coffee pot, both reaching for the same Styrofoam cup. I yielded, deferring to his seniority. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” This can be a dangerous question. It can mean I’ve either met the person and forgotten who he/she is, or this is a person whom …