I had only been married for a few years when cancer tried to kill my mother-in-law.
I had reached my breaking point.
American evangelicals are rediscovering the church calendar.
I sat at a border crossing in the middle of the Albanian refugee crisis. My team and I had been sitting at this particular border for three hours.
I didn’t care about the world.
I’ve lived in the U.S., Nicaragua, China, and South Africa. I’ve spent time with the Church in Guatemala, Ethiopia, Poland, Thailand, and Kenya.
St. Augustine famously prayed, “Lord, grant me holiness, but not yet.” (Domine, da mihi sanctitiam, sed noli modo.) We may relate to his prayer.
In the past year, I have found myself in more conversations about Jesus with people outside the Christian faith than in any other year since college.
You know what it means to become an adult, right?
Old friends. Mom’s home cooking. Your favorite pair of jeans. There’s something undeniably comforting about the familiar.
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