If only he were so cute.
My son prayed in tongues a few weeks ago, and it nearly scared me to death. Not because the act itself was surprising (though it was) or because I thought he was possessed by some evil spirit (he’s not), but because I realized how easily that gift could be twisted for evil purposes and that read more …
Who says we're directionless?
(A version of this story first appeared in the fall 2016 issue of Walla Walla Family Forum.) Recently I was at the park with my kids and struck up a conversation with a stranger. (Way to set an example, Dad!) The subject: Stranger’s four-seat stroller.
Serious theological and academic discussion happened here. Really!
Young Christian Mom and I spent a few days in Portland to attend the first Canvas Conference. The conference was put on by Humble Beast and Western Seminary, and I think most people walking away from it would call it a success.
It was 5:18 a.m. and the sun was just creeping in through my bedroom window as I pried my eyes open against the call of more sleep. Everything is fuzzy in those first few moments before I have my glasses on, but I have a clear focal distance of about four inches, and that’s exactly read more …