“The devil made me do it.”
A statement that was once frequently used to escape responsibility for bad behavior.
Ask a child—or even an adult—what their pi...
I watched his labored breathing, waiting for the moment when his chest would stop fighting.
As a minister, I was often associated with death, but the calls u...
Now Jesus was praying in a certain place, and when he finished, one of his disciples said to him, “Lord, teach us to pray, as John taught his disciples.” And he...
In a cultural moment when conspiracy theories and revolutions are around the corner of almost every conceivable situation we face, where is reality? I’ve often ...
In his commencement address to Kenyon College, the writer David Foster Wallace said, “In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing ...
Why do people get sick? Why can’t everyone—myself included—remain well continuously?
After living as long as I have, I’ve seen my share of sickness, although...
Some look at nature—including the night sky—and imagine it just happened. Others see these things as God’s miracle.
I never believed all the marvels of natur...
At the age of nineteen, he contracted smallpox but survived. His father died when he was eleven. While on a surveying trip, his straw bedding caught fire as he ...
I once taught at a small private school in the Low Country of my state—a school that had a limited budget.
Many of our books weren’t new but arrived from sch...
It’s easy to go with the flow and never push back against our churches or leaders when they drift from their straightforward mission. If Jesus were a consultant...
Every morning as I arrive at school, I walk into my room, set down my computer bag, and plop into my chair. When each class arrives, I take my place seated behi...
Although my father died eleven years ago, vestiges of his presence remain.
As I stroll through my house and my mom’s house, I can see Dad’s imprints. The sou...
