Recently, I had a mid-life crisis in the middle of my kitchen. It only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough of a sucker punch to the gut to temporarily knock
I still remember the day I chose to be heterosexual. It was the fourth grade. I was 10 years old and I already knew all about girls. I knew to take
I always pray differently on the tarmac. Every time I get onto a plane, invariably something happens: I ponder my mortality. Forget that I’m far more likely to die falling in
Note from John: I’m very fortunate that I have a venue for my voice to be heard, and realize that most people do not. As a pastor, I spend a great deal
Recently, I had a mid-life crisis in the middle of my kitchen. It only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough of a sucker punch to the gut to temporarily knock
I still remember the day I chose to be heterosexual. It was the fourth grade. I was 10 years old and I already knew all about girls. I knew to take
I always pray differently on the tarmac. Every time I get onto a plane, invariably something happens: I ponder my mortality. Forget that I’m far more likely to die falling in
Note from John: I’m very fortunate that I have a venue for my voice to be heard, and realize that most people do not. As a pastor, I spend a great deal