Yet hints come to me from the realm unknown; Airs drift across the twilight border land, …whispers to my heart are blown That fill me with a joy I cannot speak —George MacDonald, Diary of an Old Soul

I’ll come right out and say it—I...

It was a shimmering rehearsal dinner, the headwaters of which were most certainly in Eternity.

Cherie and I were basking in the midst, poignantly aware of...

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A few thoughts on discipleship from Divine Conspiracy by Dallas Willard to begin:

In the tenth grade I went on a dare with my sister to see who could go the longest without eating anything. As we both had a few pounds to lose, my mother encouraged the competition. I was really happy when nearing the end of day three my sister...

I nearly wet my pants.

Energy from lightning ripped through the ground and I could feel it, even hear a faint, eerie hum.  The air was electrified, the...

I was just hiding out of sight on the staircase eavesdropping on my son’s phone conversation.  It was fabulous!

It’s okay.  He was recording a radio interview with my husband that will air later in the week.  I was hiding so I didn’t...

Nearly a decade ago, I had the privilege of seeking wisdom from Craig McConnell, a man who’s seen many miles, fought many wars, and conquered death more times than I can recount. It was an even...

We are so excited that the Killing Lions book and journal are now available! They were born out of a series of weekly phone calls between John and Sam—conversations between father and son about pursuing beauty, dealing with money, getting married...