Hope
As I look around me and listen to the undercurrents of conversation, I sense a lot of despair and an air of fatalism that is concerning. Instead of hope, I see exhaustion. People are burnt out, on-edge, and like string so tightly strung they seem as though they might snap. Is this truly how we start a new quarter of a century?
We don't often talk about the cost of following Jesus. Church sermons are full of the benefits of Christianity—it turns out that believers know that the best way to sell something is with positive marketing. But this is not what we...
It's officially winter (it comes late here in the south). A quick look out my bedroom window shows me our tall, deciduous trees waving precariously back and forth in the wind—naked and barren. I miss their regal robes of green....