The Wounded Healer

This was meaningful to me this week.  I had coffee with a new friend while our kids flipped themselves out of the hammock in the backyard. We started talking about church and faith and like most people, I think, I have a few wounds.  Or if not open wounds, then pretty obvious scars.   When... Continue Reading →

Strong Meat

(I wrote this essay a few years ago on a different blog, but I came across it today and it seemed apt) I read an article by Cathleen Falsani in Sojourners earlier this year that talked about grace.  She herself had read an article in a 1970's Playboy interviewing Jimmy Carter when he was running for office.... Continue Reading →

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