The latest from my blog

Gonna get a little gritty with you guys, because confession washes the soul. I had a phenomenal weekend, slinging soap at my most-favorite-ever music festival in the world.  It was a record breaking year, as far as soap sales go.  My kids had a blast, running like...

All day yesterday, I kept getting wooed back to 2 Timothy.  First thing in the morning, I picked up my Bible with the intention of reading where I left off... Hebrews, but felt like flipping back a few pages to 2 Timothy.  Then, I had to drive to Parkersburg.  While...

It was 20 years before Jacob returned to his hometown, to face his brother, Esau, the brother that he had stolen the blessing from, and manipulated out of his birthright.  He had much to be afraid of.  He had heard that his brother was coming out to meet him,...

I was reading the story again, the one about Daniel refusing to cease his daily prayers, when facing the great, impending risk of being cast into a den of starving lions.  I have always read this story as though it were a story of the power of a God who could shut the...

On the tale end of a story, we always have perspective that we would have missed if we were looking at the front-side.  Likewise, we're usually looking at the front-side of our own story, and can't make order out of the seeming madness. In these past few days, I have...

  I used to try to surround myself with people who were wiser than me.  Now, I'm shooting for deeper.  As much as I love learning theology, and what the Greek and Hebrew definitions of words mean, what I really want is to brush up against an ignited soul, whose...

I just want to begin with a little confession, because I believe that confession is good for the soul.  So here it is, I live my life, more often than not, like I'm lurching towards something more important than this moment. In one sense, there's a holy truth to that....

For nearly 20 years now, I've had this really faulty idea that this story was all about this moment in time, about us, about our generation, and, honestly, about me.  There are about 7 and a half billion people on this earth, right now, and I have the audacity to...

I wonder if my friend, David Butcher, knows that every time we hang out, he leaves me with something to think about.  I don't think he means to.  He's just telling a life story or making some random comment about life.  But he always leaves me feeling contemplative....

Yesterday, someone asked me if I hated Muslims.  I was shocked by the question.  Of course I love Muslims!  How could I not love others when the highest, simplest calling of a Christian is to love everyone? The tragedy of it all is the reason they asked was because...

I had just read it, in Acts 5:15 that "they even carried the sick out into the streets and laid them on cots and pallets, so that when Peter came by at least his shadow might fall on any one of them."  And all I can think is, "Boy, am I glad his denial came first!"....

I have been reading and re-reading about this Samaritan woman, who was coming out of the city, midday, alone, wearing her shame like the A on Hester Prynne's dress.  The same woman who would soon boldly proclaim her former shame as the very thing which validated this...