“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 →
Dear God, every year always counts, but it feels they count even more now. Let me live every moment with love, kindness, understanding and your peace. I promise to give others more room, to see them as you see them, … Continue reading →
John Wesley is close to the office. We’re only half a block away from the John St. Methodist Church, founded in 1766, the oldest Methodist congregation in America. The current church dates from 1840. Like a lot of churches in … Continue reading →
Dear God, was it really your idea that I should be the owner of a cat? And not just any cat, this cat, this ornery, handsome, exasperating, demanding, standoffish Fred? It must have been you, God, because you appealed to … 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 →
“Please, God, let him make the team.” I can’t tell you how many times when my two boys were young I would say some variation of this prayer: “Please, God, let him catch that ball when it comes to him … Continue reading →