"I love you," says God. "We love you, too," our prayers reply.
Underneath layers of mulch, the German Butterball and Rose Gold flourish.
In God's life, all creatures get attention.
We were already active in our community. Now we're on overdrive.
In the late 70s, two friends of mine housesat for the poet James Merrill—and got out his Ouija board.
Being a pastor is like jumping into a river. You have to let the current take you.
How can I help reform Islam? I can’t even make it to prayers.
Being against something doesn’t cost much—or accomplish much.
Why baseball is best on the radio
Our family reunion in Argentina looked like something straight out of one of Jesus’ parables.
God’s response to Job is cold comfort when you have terminal cancer.
I mostly agree with Jeffrey Weiss about prayer. I think St. Paul would too.
I had the classic Texas Baptist starter package. I went to Carl’s shop to trade it in.
Faced with someone trying to deny me shelter from the rain, I thought, are you kidding?
Our lives are overstuffed, and we desperately need to fast.