Communal dinners always brought me out of my comfort zone on the Camino. I generally walked alone and solitude was my focus. On this night

I met him while sipping on a nice coffee and croissant. Not only was he a fellow pilgrim, but he was also an American. While

I caught up to her somewhere in the middle of Spain. I don’t remember her name, nor could I have ever pronounced it correctly if

As the morning mist began to clear I could see him walking in the distance. No matter how early I began my pilgrimage there always

My wife Jodi has a picture of the two of us dancing at a wedding as the screensaver on her phone. She loves that picture.

For the past month I’ve had the opportunity to chat — or is it snap? — with my daughter Jenna as she journeys along the

My morning commute often takes me by one of the campuses of Family Church, a new, energetic, and growing church in West Michigan. It’s one

On the twentieth anniversary of September 11, I reflect on the attacks and the current state of the church and world. I am saddened, I