Scripture

What if we decided to give Jesus our pain and anxiety rather than trying to carry it ourselves? What if we stopped to listen to others around us who are broken and hurt? What if we stood to advocate for justice when we saw injustice happening? What if we chose to love our neighbors, even when loving looks sacrificial?

Leave it to G. K. Chesterton to write an essay called “In Defence of Baby Worship.”

The temple gate was called “Beautiful.” He was called “beggar.”

Black smoke rises from an old apartment building. 

There is a reason why Paul writes about putting on “the whole armor of God” in Ephesians 6:10-18.

In my twenties, I liked a good argument. And I loved to win. 

It used to be that people named their children based on what the name meant. 

“Do you think they know it’s a duplex?”

“WAAAAA!” When I heard this sound a half dozen times a day I undoubtedly could look down to find my 18-month-old son, Josiah, jabbing his right index finger into the palm of his left hand. 

In the movie Django Unchained, a freed slave named Django is employed by a bounty hunter.