What living next to a doomsday prepper taught me about loving my neighbor.
I thought a town hall meeting would be the perfect venue to fight for justice. I was oh-so-wrong.
The application and hiring process is awkward—so awkward—when you love your current congregation.
When words fail, the Word I’ve memorized is there.
Darin announced his suicide plans online, and followed through. How can I help our small town cope with his very public pain?
One question changed my tune and taught me to move in step with them.
One question changed my tune and taught me to move in step with them.