I was 16 when I first knew there was something wrong with me. The doctors ran all the tests, covered all their bases,
Happy Are Those Who Mourn
Over the years of sitting at Jesus’ feet, I’ve found that the more time I spend with Him, the more I am connected to His
Meditating on the Wrong Psalm
Darkness is my only friend. Did you know that is the last line of a psalm? It is. “Darkness is my only friend” is
3 Hidden Blessings of a Chronic Illness
Let me tell you about my genes. I come from the line of Norwegian Vikings. On both sides of my family tree, there is
We Already Know How The Game Ends
Recently ESPN has been replaying past sporting events, because—as you are well aware— we’re in a global pandemic.
The Hope We Have in the Holding Pattern
As I write these words I’m in a holding pattern. I woke up showing several symptoms matching the CDC’s warnings to
The Nearness of God in Uncertain Times
If you’re anything like me over the past few weeks you’ve been vacillating between a confident trust in God and waves
Advent: Christians as Hopeful Realists
Regarding hope, the literary critic Terry Eagleton gives elegant expression to many of our doubts: “Hope is a slender