I've been thinking about one of cinema's greatest rants.

Wonder is all around us, if we keep our eyes open wide.

To be alive at all is to have scars.

As I hit the trail this morning, I was reminded that the Christian never walks alone.

My favorite TV show has me thinking

God can be heard in a kitchen. The same is true for a parking lot, sweeping up broken glass.

Poets are obsessed with words. Christians should be, too.

Politicians know a dirty secret about human nature. Hatred is a powerful motivator and unifier; sometimes more so than love.

If even the demons believe that there is a God, what is saving faith?

A strange coincidence involving my twin brother and me.

What's my favorite part of being a pastor these days? That's an easy question for me to answer....

Can be a good thing

Increase my faith!

An ordinary life is just fine with me.

God writes straight with crooked lines

Joy can usually be found all around us, right under our noses, or just outside the door.

We live in a love-sick, and a love-starved, day and age

Do you long for God to speak to you?

Why have I started to read Don Quixote? It's because of Kevin.

Harlan Leistikow helped me to write his funeral sermon. Here is the story of how it happened.