A stranger exposed me yesterday. He visited my Twitter page after the second of two of our nation’s deadliest mass shootings occurring in the past 35 days, to announce that

It’s morning here in America. And there is mourning here in America. It’s the beginning of a new day after yet another massacre with guns. Today (like so many other

People die every day. People will die today. That may not come as particularly revelatory news to you, but it’s probably not something you’ve thought much about either, as you’ve

We parents have stories we like to tell our children: Cheaters never prosper. Honesty is the best policy. Good prevails. Love wins. Sometimes we speak these words as declaration of

Some days you just have to count your blessings. I am really grateful to be a white, Christian man living in America today. There are of course,  all sorts of

Recently someone suggested to me that I “stop shaming” supporters of Donald Trump The seemingly admirable scolding followed my sharing a news article with the eye-witness account of a group

I know what you’re thinking. I know you feel something breaking inside lately; an invisible fracture that only you’re fully aware of. I know the way you walk away from

Joe and Terry go to the same church. It was my church once, too. Joe is a pro-life Christian—at least that’s what he would tell you. That’s what his Twitter

This weekend I was invited by a Connecticut church to host several conversations on faith, politics, and the bigger table over the course of three days. Because of the disparate

I recently released my first book called book called ‘A Bigger Table: Building Messy, Authentic, and Hopeful Spiritual Community.’ It the continuation of my twenty year journey as a local

As I initially watched my social media feeds fill up with hundreds of #MeToo hashtags, from women sharing their firsthand experience of sexual harassment or assault, I began to grieve.

If you’re a professed Christian currently still supporting this President and Administration, and you’re on your way to church on Sunday—here are a few things you might talk with God

I don’t know you but I think I know some things about you. I think you’re exhausted right now. I think you find it hard to fall asleep; worrying what

Lately the trolls are having a field day. The conditions are perfect and they’re breeding prodigiously. An uninvited guest showed up on my social media doorstep late last night. It

It’s a real shame LGBTQ people aren’t handguns. If LGBTQ people were handguns, Congressional Republicans would treat them with kid gloves. They’d be ever so careful with their words so

I turned on the TV today and saw the horrible news: They’ve kidnapped Jesus at gunpoint. Not terrorists or Atheists or Muslims or career criminals—but American Christians. The image on

Reality isn’t very sexy. Most our lives don’t look much like the movies. We are usually buried in routine and ordinary and unremarkable. We often spend the lion’s share of

I am exhausted. I didn’t sleep well last night. I did some things I really didn’t want to do yesterday. I didn’t want to watch the videos or to look

Someone recently asked me what recurring themes I see as I engage with my readers, talk to folks at the church, and meet people on the street here in America.

It seems nothing brings young, white, cisgender Evangelical guys together, quite like talking smack about “the gays.” Yesterday I watched a group of such folks interacting on a friend’s timeline as

“They’re disrespecting the flag!” “They’re disrespecting the Anthem!” “They’re disrespecting the Military!” These have been the constant refrains from many people over the past week (most of them white) in

The calendar can be cruel sometimes. There is a rhythm to our lives; a muscle memory that develops over time as we live and develop patterns of being here. The

Growing up, I learned from the men and women around me what it meant to be a gentleman; how decent, good-hearted, honorable men lived in the world, the way they