The natural state of things is to move toward chaos. That's entropy. Periodically in our house, my grip on the order of things begins to slip. Take th...
Karen and I watched "Born Into Brothels" last night, a documentary about the children of Indian prostitutes. The 60 million prostitutes in India have ...
One danger in writing these daily blogs is that it is easy to take pot shots at people. But how do you do that if you realize that you're pretty messe...
I didn’t mention in yesterday’s blog that Mark’s relatives who were having the abortion weren’t Christians. Kevin Rubottom wrote a blog commen...
Abortion as a national discussion is too often abstract and polemical. Yesterday a life was saved in Los Angeles – that is real. When my coworker Ma...
My beautiful wife Karen says, “My whole life is a romance. But not everybody has that. You used to like Valentine’s Day until I helped you see all...
This morning I was struggling with a relationship. The relationship comes with complications that are bothering me. And I want to take action. Instead...
One of our four daughters interrupted our fitful sleep last night to ask for prayer. I don't know what you guys out there who don't put much stock in ...
Growing up, My devotions were dry, routine affairs. I'd whip through a chapter in the Bible. I'd run down a list of prayer requests, and I'd check tha...
I got up at 3:45 this morning with this thought buzzing in my head: "Go ask someone who reads your blog to help you." I don't know if it was God or th...
