Sometimes I think about wealth and time and luck. And standards of living. And just the idea of sheer comfort. It’s pretty crazy, when you think about it, how different people have completely different ideas about what’s good or what’s comfortable. I could dish out a bunch of statistics about people who live on a dollar a day or … Continue reading The Seemingly Craziness of Christ
I spent the majority of that day, the one ending in a Tanzanian prison, traveling by van. There were nine seats in the van and it was said by locals that vans arrived every half hour but most often the vans would drive by me full of Africans and no room for white Muzungus. I … Continue reading The Prayers I Prayed In A Tanzanian Prison
Not too long ago, a young man from the Middle East hated Christians, like many in his community. He persecuted the church violently to advance his religion. He arranged brutal murders and approved of horrific executions. He went house to house arresting Christian men and women. He did this to end the Christian church. His … Continue reading Some Good Ol’ Fashioned American Hate
Walking the block from the bus stop to my front door seemed like miles and miles as I saw both my parents cars in the driveway. They had planned for weeks to be out of town that day…I knew that it had to be something big for them to be home. They met me at … Continue reading What If Today Was Your Last?
Someone bombed the Boston Marathon this week. I read the story with one hand over my mouth in silent horror. I wish I could say that I was shocked by the attack, but I wasn’t. I was broken-hearted and left breathless. But I wasn’t surprised. We live in a world where violence isn’t just normal, … Continue reading There’s Power in the Blood.
Sometimes I don’t understand the Lord at all. By sometimes, I mean most of the time. I was reminded of this a couple of weeks ago as I walked up to a friend’s house for Easter lunch. There were people in every direction that I looked. Bright colored outfits filled my eyes. Laughter and joy, … Continue reading Why Do Horrible Things Happen?
My First Trip to Nicaragua I spent three months in the drab, dusty farming city of Esteli, Nicaragua in the fall of 2009. As one of the most important cigar-producing cities in the world, miles and miles of tobacco fields surround Esteli, but I was in the city when I met an American soldier. I … Continue reading Those Perfectly, Happily Content Christians
Usually when we get wrecked, the implication is that it’s a good thing. But what about when it’s the most horrible thing imaginable? Earlier this week, when I posted praying for your kids, Sandy responded: “My daughter died February 7th from a drug overdose. I cannot tell you how devastated I am. I do not … Continue reading The Horror of Your Child’s Lethal Overdose