“Leave it all behind. Leave it all behind.” I’m listening to these words from Casting Crowns latest song, The Well. Singing in my best Mark Hall imitation voice, I revel in Jesus’ willingness to take all my burdens on Himself…
Allie remembers Christmas as a time of fear and violence. Her father was an alcoholic and on holidays he raged with anger when he drank. But it wasn’t just on the holidays, it was every weekend. His paranoia drove him…
My river is weeping gaudy tears upon the worn sand banks, rutted with the heartbreak from a thousand days of rivulets, formed by the ruthless backwash of a spring ill spent. Tomorrow promises floods renewed and torrents of mindless splashing…
I have been living the American dream. Okay, I’m Canadian, but you know what I mean. I live in a free land, am able to gather with other Christians and worship freely; and I am free to get up and…
Today I received an interesting little booklet in the mail. I support some missionary friends and this booklet was from their sending agency. It was a series of excerpts from letters and blogs of various missionaries, telling of the kinds…