I had my first evangelism-induced sweats when I was in seventh grade.
Sometimes anger just feels like the appropriate response.
St. Augustine famously prayed, “Lord, grant me holiness, but not yet.” (Domine, da mihi sanctitiam, sed noli modo.) We may relate to his prayer.
As I write this, I am actually fighting against God’s invitation to forgive.
Some sins are easy to identify. When I hit the snooze button for the twelfth time, it’s pretty clear I’m struggling with sloth.
If I took a picture of your life today, what would it look like?
On occasion—usually when it’s bright and sunny out and I’m not doing much of anything—I’ll look up and notice that the hounds of my worst mental habits have gotten loose.
Several years ago, I didn’t want to go to church ever again.
I have four simple words of advice for you if you’re looking for a church: it’s not about you.
Why am I writing about lust?
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