I often say that I don’t know how people live without faith—without Jesus, or without hope. And I mean that because hope is central to nearly everything in my life. Society uses the word hope casually and often. I hope this works out. I hope things get better. But do we pause long enough to ask what we really mean? Is that hope, or is it simply wishful thinking dressed up in polite language?
I was so excited. During the winter of 2007, John, the kids and I were going to downtown Cleveland’s Playhouse Square to see a production of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s rock..
Today we kick off a new series on the theme, You Have Permission To…
I could make a mile-long list of reasons that I love practicing ministry as a healthcare chaplain in an environment where most of the older adults I minister to are..
The Kingdom of Heaven is like a family in search of a quick meal on a school night.
I was sitting in the office of my advisor at Garrett Theological Seminary. It was my last appointment on the last day of my final week in seminary. And it was a time of..
Clarity is something that I didn’t know I needed, until it was pointed out to me that my world was actually very blurry. I was in the fifth grade and it was the very..
My mother was a professor of clothing and textiles at Wayne State University. She earned a bachelor’s degree at that school and then went on to earn a master’s degree at..
From God’s gift of Holy Spirit comes unexpected clarity.
Earlier this month I was leading Good Friday service at the small church that I pastor. I wanted the service to feel different than a typical Sunday morning service. I..
