How Many More Christmases?

How Many More Christmases?

Earlier this week I had lunch with a dear friend, one of the bravest ladies I know. A breast cancer survivor, she discovered last year that the cancer had snuck up on her again. I’m sure she had her share of long and hard discussions with her Maker following that...
Depression

Depression

I remember the night my clinical depression overtook me. It was an evening in 1998. I had the privilege opreaching at a friend’s ordination service. Later that evening I was to join a group of young adults in my church for an evangelistic camp. After the...
I am not the Messiah. Repeat.

I am not the Messiah. Repeat.

I was having lunch with two friends earlier in the week. One of them shared about the struggles of an organization he was helping to lead. Somewhere through his sharing I blurted out “Can I get on the board of directors? Maybe I can help. Maybe I can support...
Only Temporal?

Only Temporal?

Recently a lawyer told me that he was considering leaving his legal practice to pursue a church-related vocation. He had a heart for working with youth. He also felt that he had given too much of his life to temporal work already. Those who know me will know how I...