Let’s say that I’m looking to get away with murder. If I have a cute, fuzzy, smiley face pillow, and in a reckless fit of rage use it to suffocate someone, killing them
Dear Youth Pastor, I get you. I mean, I totally get you. I’ve spent nearly the last two decades neck-deep in the loud, stinking, glorious, electrifying trenches of
One day, a boy was walking through the town with his father, just as they did every Sunday morning. He so enjoyed their walks. The boy held his father’s hand as they traveled from
Five months ago I sat down on a quiet Wednesday morning to write this blog post, sharing how I would respond if I found out that my children were gay. My hope was
Let’s say that I’m looking to get away with murder. If I have a cute, fuzzy, smiley face pillow, and in a reckless fit of rage use it to suffocate someone, killing them
Dear Youth Pastor, I get you. I mean, I totally get you. I’ve spent nearly the last two decades neck-deep in the loud, stinking, glorious, electrifying trenches of
One day, a boy was walking through the town with his father, just as they did every Sunday morning. He so enjoyed their walks. The boy held his father’s hand as they traveled from
Five months ago I sat down on a quiet Wednesday morning to write this blog post, sharing how I would respond if I found out that my children were gay. My hope was