
I remember being in a strip club on outreach when one of the dancers asked me, “Who is Jesus anyway?” Then she added, “Jesus was Catholic, right?” There was something unexpectedly sincere and endearing about the question. I told her, “Catholicism came after Jesus, so no, He wasn’t Catholic. But I can tell you…

Forgiveness is one of the most challenging, yet freeing, practices we are called to embrace. It is not a one-time decision, but a lifelong journey, one that stretches our hearts, humbles our pride, and draws us closer to God. Scripture calls us to forgive not just once, but continually. Matthew 18:22 “Then Peter came…

A brand-new MacBook Air, purchased for our daughter’s college studies, was ruined after a soda spill and declared beyond repair by Apple. Months later, at Christmas, I prayed over the dead computer, first for the charger to respond, then for the power to return. To everyone’s amazement, the laptop roared back to life and…

When I look back over my life, I wouldn’t describe my faith as a winding road or something that has come and gone. Instead, it has been more like a straight line, with some hills and valleys. Along that line, there have been defining moments that have reshaped, refined, and deepened what I believe…

The restaurant overlooked the slow, steady flow of the Saigon River. It was one of thoseplaces where you linger, where conversation matters. I was there to meet a Vietnamesepastor for the first time. Since we’d never met, I chose a seat facing the door, hoping to make things easy. One by one, people came…

There is a strange, quiet space that exists every year, the week between Christmas and New Year’s. The presents have been opened, the leftovers are still in the fridge, the carols fade from playlists, and yet the fresh energy of a new year hasn’t quite arrived. It’s what I call the in-between. It’s even…

The Christmas Story We Think We Know Every Christmas morning growing up, my family would gather in the living room before a single gift was opened. My dad would read the story of Jesus’ birth (something we do to this day) and then pray a very, very long prayer while we kids squirmed, desperate…