The God of Imagination and Oliver Twist

  A dozen years ago, I was traveling through a familiar town in the south when I saw a boy not yet ten trying to dart across a busy four-lane. It was mid-morning on a school day. I had no idea why he wasn’t in school but I was worried he was going to get [Read More…]

We’d All Be Lunatics

Writing, for me, is a form of praying.  I often think of John 1:1: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. In my office drawer is a folder filled with cards from people who have walked alongside me for a season. I can open any of [Read More…]

A Matter of Acceptance or Ignorance?

  There’s this hill I climb on my morning walks. It’s a graceful climb that offers a stunning view of the city and the river beyond, if you come around the backside of the climb. But if you tackle the hill at the frontside of the walk, the perspective changes and the entire landscape is [Read More…]