“You’re never more like Jesus than when you pray for others,” Max Lucado says in his new book Before Amen. When I read those words I thought, “Wow,” then paused and asked, “Do I really feel like Jesus when I … Continue reading →
To know someone is to love them and to love them means getting to know them. There is nothing more intimidating to me than the yawning approach of the holidays–birthdays come second place–and the prospect of trying to find the … Continue reading →
Where do my missing socks disappear to? Why do I have all these singles that are missing their mates? Are some things beyond prayer? This truly seems like one of life’s existential mysteries. Socks disappear. I don’t know where they … Continue reading →
“I am so tired of unanswered prayers!” the person wrote to us. “One was almost a yes, we were SO excited, then at the very last minute it was a crushing NO! More tears and heartache! I give up on … Continue reading →
This morning on the subway I was thinking of that passage from Matthew about how when you do something for “the least of these,” you do it for Jesus. I’d been wondering–praying–how I would know which of “the least of … Continue reading →