
Pete Rose Was My Hero . . . And the Complicated Nature of Forgiveness
We lived in Southern Ohio when I was a kid and I have a vivid memory of sitting down the third base line at Crosley
We lived in Southern Ohio when I was a kid and I have a vivid memory of sitting down the third base line at Crosley
She sent me a picture of two little cartoon mice snuggled by a fireplace with the caption “born to hang out every day, forced to
Out of curiosity and a little bit of nostalgia, I listened to the audiobook of Beth Moore’s memoir, All My Knotted Up Life, (read by
A few weeks ago in this space, Daniel Meeter asked whether there was room for Kuyperians in the Reformed Church in America. His answer was
I was holding my brother’s hand as he lay dying in the memory care facility. As I glanced over my right shoulder, the display on
What Else Is There to Say? What else is there to say? That’s what I’m stuck on. I’m going to be preaching Jesus’ “Parable of
A while back I was watching the Taylor Swift Eras Tour concert film with my eight-year-old son. We were both enjoying the incredible display of
We had become good friends and loved to talk and argue about lots of ideas, including politics, ethics, and morality. But I noticed he sidestepped
Part of my work as a hospital chaplain is leading spirituality groups on the behavioral health units. A theme we regularly discuss in these groups
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