The lamest national monument and something better than being in four places at once.

A companion as you journey toward a deeper love for the ways of Jesus and his coming kingdom.

It is safe to hope for transformation. A reflection on the Conversion of Saul.

Reflecting on another year of reading (and the 49 books I enjoyed!)

In these 12 days of Christmastide, we are not primarily celebrating how Jesus came our what he would do to save us, but simply that God came.

Taking time to reflect at the birth of this other kind of new year has been better for my soul because it actually comes with Good News: All of life is a gift and a means of grace from God.

In quiet corners of our communities, people are still committed to one another’s good, even across deep difference. 

Everything we’ve deemed “opposite” and “mismatched” is coming together in a place just beyond our vision.

What adequate words are there to describe the love you have for a person who has loved you every moment of your whole life, before you were even aware? The only word I can come up with as my vision yet again blurs with tears is *grace*. It is all—every bit of it—grace.

A prayer for God will open my eyes to what treasures he has hidden in plain sight.

My annual reflection on another year in our quirky old house on the best little block of W. Cucharras St.

Could a thirsty desert shrub be a symbol of righteousness?

Remembering a one-of-a-kind, larger-than-life lady.

A year after being on a head-on collision, I reflect on what God is showing me about his strength in my weakness.

I share a few cherished memories of my Uncle Jim, who always made God’s love tangible to me.

In every age, there have been many legitimate reasons to be afraid. Those who belong to Jesus also have reasons not to be.

In the midst of sticky fingers and parenting fails, it’s as if God sharing a very good, beautiful secret with me of a glory that only he knows in full.

Like when God spoke the world into being, I want every “Let there be…” spoken over me to be followed by “And it was so.”

In the end, Lenten practices are about releasing what is lesser and opening your hands for a deeper, fuller experience of God’s grace.

We threw Noah the cutest little book launch party you ever did see, and it was a picture to me of God’s delight in his children.