Perhaps the only invited participant on Palm Sunday was a donkey. A halting, hee-hawing, stubborn donkey. This was no accidental bystan...

They were blind. Dark is all they saw. However, there was nothing wrong with their hearing. They knew that Jesus, the Healer, was near....

We shun the practice of bowing before sculptured idols and leaving some payment or tribute. We know there is no heartbeat in a statue, n...

Our world is starving for in-person holiness. Everybody’s different truths collide. The general belief that there is no absolute truth ...

God is not a stranger to our mishaps in love. He sees every rejection, every betrayal, every argument, every separation. He longs for u...

What we hold in our hearts, shapes us. That’s why God wants to make sure that everything we hold here, including what we hide, passes Hi...

Why do we sugar-coat sin? Are we so insecure that we have exchanged rationalization for confession? David thought he could hide an ugly ...

When God wants to do something new, stand back and watch a Master at work. He pairs unlimited resources with perfect timing to form somet...

"When someone asks, "What's new?" we immediately think of something we bought or changed. However, really new is beyond what we can buy o...

When the Israelites crossed the Jordan River to enter the land God promised them, it wasn’t just about giving them new land. It was abo...

Someone cut down my tree. It was a beautiful crepe myrtle that bloomed in the spring with fistfuls of confetti-white blossoms. I enjoye...

How do you know when you’re thirsty? I’m not a big water-drinker. I often quip about how dehydrated my generation must have been before w...

Are you a friend of the cross? It depends how you respond to surrender. Crosses make more enemies than friends. It is human nature to av...

Abram sat under the stars, away from conversations with his tribal compatriots, away from management responsibilities of how to move so m...

We need sabbath. We need to rest from the pushy voices that make us feel less than enough. We need sanctuary where we cannot be hunted dow

Today we wear the ashes of our impotence and mortality. It is a day to remember who we are and who we are not. Today we bring our uned...

In this rush about, text-crazy, isolated, and often depressed and angry world we live in, the call to come away for a time to hear a diff...

Betrayal is a subtle visitor . . . until it isn’t. On the night that Jesus was betrayed, only Jesus saw the darkness lurking. He had gath...

When our daughter began to lose sight, her world changed. Though she perceived light, the light itself blinded her because of the compro...

What was it that Jesus saw when he invited the masses to follow him and find rest? Was it their desperate faces? Empty stares? Did he ...