Vandalizing God
I attended a magnet high school in Detroit, Michigan. Cass Tech was a …
I attended a magnet high school in Detroit, Michigan. Cass Tech was a …
Most believers long for—desperately long for—God’s voice, but most of us …
Last week I woke up in a nightmare. The dream seemed real, like an IMAX …
I was small for my age. When I graduated from high school, I was 5 feet 7 …
Shortly after graduating from university, I took a trip with my new boss to …
One hundred and twenty-two months ago today, I sat at my desk with no …
Lisa and I bore fruitless until late in life, Wondering were we physically …
Fifteen years ago, I was dining alone in New York City when I overheard a …
Last summer I met with a pastor who serves a church near a large campus. As …
Twenty-five years ago, my wife and I moved into a lovely farmhouse in the …
You and I are just normal folk: we struggle to make lasting friendships. …
My father pastored five different churches between 1949 and 1994. His first …
Sometimes I hear God best in surprises. Seemingly unrelated circumstances …
A college friend of mine watched every episode of Marcus Welby, M. D. (the …
When I began Beliefs of the Heart, a friend suggested I adopt a Comment …
Many years ago, I met with a Christian leader who had influenced me in my …
My parents moved from Detroit to Philadelphia in September 1975. I started …
I need to sacrifice something to God, and I don’t want to. After months of …
My leadership at my church feels fruitless and my last few sermons stank; …
I once visited an executive at a Christian publishing house. He wondered …
My wife and I spent the last two and a half years selling our house. Now we …
Yesterday morning our last horse, Misty, died. My wife saw her laying down …
One evening years ago, I babysat my three sons, which meant I read a book …
Two and a half years ago, my wife and I decided to sell our house. We …