The Hawk In My Yard: Or, Why Some People Struggle To Believe

It's at times like these that I understand why some people struggle to believe the Bible, and to believe God. I don't think it's just because of innate skepticism or because they can't bring themselves to believe in what they perceive to be myths; I think they're afraid it's too good to be true. [Click title to read more.]

New Year’s Resolutions and the Myth of Change

Mark my word: things will change for you this year. The person you will be at the cusp of 2018 will not be, God willing, the same person who walked into 2017. [Click title to read more.]

Empathy Is Not A Dirty Word

When we engage in empathy we get closer to a real understanding of someone; we get a peek into who they are and what their soul is like. And it is from that beginning that we can build a relationship with someone, and also - perhaps most importantly - understand how it is that we can serve them and show them the love of Christ. [Click title to read more.]

Be Open To Correction From Unexpected Places

In our Christian lives, we tend to develop hierarchies: hierarchies of age, of authority. The problem is that as we ascend those hierarchies, as we grow in power, in age, or in knowledge, we often tend to entrench ourselves in our positions and ideas. We assume we are almost always right - or, at the very least, righter than those "beneath" us. [Click title to read more.]

Holy Squirrels

It's true that sometimes God may direct us here or there to do a particular thing and give us awareness of that. But I also think that more often than not God intends to use our normal and our very unremarkable lives - often when we're not looking or paying attention - to change the world. [Click title to read more.]

Losing The Sense of Entitlement

I wonder more and more if a sense of entitlement isn't the curse of the modern Christian. I've been convicted about it lately, this concept that I have: that there are certain things in life that I deserve and should have, and that not having them represents a violation of some sort of pact God never actually even made with me. [Click title to read more.]