The Sunday after my brother died I went to church. Maybe that doesn’t seem strange, but to me, it was a great act of courage. I remember standing there in the pew on the left hand side listening to everyone sing praise choruses. And I couldn’t understand. How could they praise God when my brother …
A while back, writer Donald Miller wrote in a blog post that the only way a writer can get any writing done is to retreat to a cabin. His thoughts sparked a chain of disagreements on Twitter and various writers’ blogs. These writers’ responses were correct: Writers have to learn to write anywhere. We don’t …
I spent last weekend at the Cedars of Peace Cabins on the Loretto Motherhouse property in Loretto, Kentucky. I stayed in the Simplicity cabin. I just had to share these beautiful pictures with you! More to come …
I used to debate “worship styles” with people. I used to think that churches that offered different kinds of services (traditional, contemporary, etc.) at different times were too user-friendly. Worship shouldn’t be about me and my preferences; it should be about God! I still think that’s true, to an extent. But let me tell you …
I go for a walk at 8:30 in the morning, which means the sun already scalds my bare arms. I choose the path around our neighborhood playground, about half of which is shaded by trees, just to escape into some shade. I’ve left my iPod and earbuds at home, which means I am left with …
