Years ago, I sat in a dark hut in rural Mexico while rain tapped steadily on the roof. A Bible school student named Priscilla was telling us her stor...
In the summer of 2020 as Covid was swallowing up our freedom to worship, I sat down and wrote about a beach in California. Every Friday that July, pe...
It was the spring of 1994. We had sensed God telling us to move our family of five small children out of south Florida. We didn’t have any idea wher...
What the Headlines Say The headlines tell us that young people are leaving the church. They describe a generation marked by anxiety, entitlement, and...
Years ago I hiked up a mountain above the Kijabe mission compound in Kenya with my parents, who spent years there as medical missionaries. Monkeys mov...
We are sending out squad after squad this fall, and every one of them gets a different opening chapter. Gap Year Squad 4 may have the most striking on...
There is a second squad launching this fall, and their year begins in a place with a long memory.For the next nine months, Fall Gap Year Squad 2 will ...
Every fall, a new group of young people says goodbye to everything familiar and steps out to chase after God in places they have never been. This fall...
Every year around this time, I watch the same thing happen in a parking lot. A mom keeps her hand on her son's shoulder a few seconds longer than...
The sepsis had taken most of his strength by then, so I helped him get dressed. I had never done that for my father before. My hands were doing someth...
