
The Rise and the Fall of Parenting
I woke up at 4AM, startled from sleep by the feeling that I needed to go check on my 11-year old son. He’d hit his head the previous afternoon and our

I woke up at 4AM, startled from sleep by the feeling that I needed to go check on my 11-year old son. He’d hit his head the previous afternoon and our

Can we talk for a few minutes, Trump supporter? We need to clear the air if we can. I imagine you probably feel like we’re the enemy right about now—those of

What kind of God kills children? What kind of God asks followers to kill children? What loving God requires blood? What being worthy of worship and adoration and obedience, is okay with

You’re LGBTQ—and I want you to know as a pastor that I don’t blame you. I don’t blame you for rejecting Christianity. I bet it all feels a lot like

I woke up at 4AM, startled from sleep by the feeling that I needed to go check on my 11-year old son. He’d hit his head the previous afternoon and our

Can we talk for a few minutes, Trump supporter? We need to clear the air if we can. I imagine you probably feel like we’re the enemy right about now—those of

What kind of God kills children? What kind of God asks followers to kill children? What loving God requires blood? What being worthy of worship and adoration and obedience, is okay with

You’re LGBTQ—and I want you to know as a pastor that I don’t blame you. I don’t blame you for rejecting Christianity. I bet it all feels a lot like