One of my closest friends recently expressed to me that he could not understand the shifts that have occurred in my life over the last...

Today the mountains are partially covered with low lying clouds. They are both hiding and revealing something. There is a telling of...

I understand that there is “in memory of…” that will remind me of say, my grandmother, or my first big hit in a serious baseball game,...

Celtic Christianity calls me back to my earliest memories of wholeness. My roots are in my family, of course, and they were Jesus...

My "becoming a Christian" story is not unusual in Evangelical circles. I was 16 years old when my youth group took a trip to Denver--the...