I hardly know where to begin. I guess I’ll start with my bathroom mirror. I have a bad habit of forgetting to clean it. Tooth paste, makeup dust, and dried on water splashes are what I dodge when I try to see my reflection before heading out to tackle the world. And right in the middle of the top of … Read More
But I…
I hardly know where to start. It’s not often that a writer is at a loss for words. Really, I’ve got many words, but just am not sure how to communicate what it is I need to write about because there is so much to tell and so much not to tell. This is going to be a five-part series. These words … Read More
A Call to Prayer for the Persecuted Church
In recent weeks, American churches have received an inkling of what it means to really be persecuted for the sake of Christ. In Houston, a group of pastors were subpoenaed to submit their sermons in writing before they were preached so as to be sure they weren’t speaking counter-intuitively to the Mayor’s edicts. The constitutional right of Freedom of Speech … Read More
People Just Don’t Get It. But Immanuel Does.
Ever have one of those flustered days, weeks, months, years, or even what seems to be a life time of harried moments strung together by frayed nerves? Maybe it’s just me, but when I get in a tizzy, it often feels like no one “gets” why. Sometimes it’s unreasonable to expect people to be sensitive because they have no idea … Read More