I acted no more like a “Christian” that night than the insufferable boob of a rental-car man did.Read more

Who is proud to be counted as a sheep these days? Ewe.
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He took it as a personal failure – an absolute affront – when his parents would not permit him to die trying to save himself.
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It’s Sunday morning and going to church is painful. It would be so easy stay home. Would anyone even notice?

Be the brother who notices.Read more

If you’ve ever been so infatuated that you’ve resorted to high-level stalking you remember that you can’t possibly think at all – you just hopelessly and terribly feel.Read more

You never really know someone’s true character until they don’t get what they think they deserve.   Some of my most mortifying and regrettable moments in life have been when I didn’t get what I was expecting, and my true colors, festering and foul, became visible for all to see.   Someone once asked Dallas Willard how he would define a ‘mature Christian’ and his reply was this: “I think a mature Christian is someone who is very difficult toRead more

“I hate who I become when I’m around my extended family,” she said. “I act childish. I’m easily irked. I’m suddenly smug and superior. Why so suspicious of every word and motive? So cynical? This is not normally me!” I get this. “Around my extended family I’m caught in a rut of uncharitable inner thoughts,” she continued. “Despite my earnest prayers to the contrary.” I totally get this. Friends, I know this lovely woman and she is far from childish!Read more

“I don’t care what you think about me. I don’t think about you at all.” Coco Chanel was a French fashion designer in the late-1800s, but her modern attitude is still en vogue and trending in 2019. And then there was the salty Eleanor Roosevelt, America’s feisty, four-term-first-lady, who once said, “You wouldn’t worry so much about what others think of you if you realized how very seldom they do.” Her sentiment still rings true, and it still stings a little.Read more

“I’m certain it wasn’t malicious…” I assured my husband while we cleaned up the kitchen after dinner.

I was recounting a meeting I’d had earlier in the day in which I’d left the conversation feeling small and discouraged.Read more

My daughter is a ninth-grader in a public high school in Austin, TX, and this year’s incoming freshman class weighed in at around eleven-hundred students. Yes. That is one thousand + one hundred + freshmen. Whatever could go wrong with that many fourteen-year-olds? And yet… The principal of our school is a righteous man determined to make his corner of God’s kingdom look and feel like Eden, like a place where both the small and great have all they needRead more