I’m currently lounging in New Years Day sweats and a baggy t-shirt with the word HOPE printed across the front, and scrolling to catch up on conditions and events in different places around the world, in many of which there friends and loved ones reside. While another violent convulsion of unrest is ringing in the New Year with a deafening roar, paradoxically, I find myself feeling extraordinarily hopeful and at peace in the midst of it. This is worth reflecting on...

When I was growing up, there were no water-slide parks comparable to the ones that exist now, at least not where I lived. Which explains why, years later, my 8ish-year-old son was able to persuade me (with no words) to visit a water park and climb a hill in my “mom” swimsuit (despite the large audience of blanket-sitting onlookers in the grass below) to buck my fear of fool-making and give it a go. The rest of the spectacularly fun day is history.    On either end of the broa

We can see the proverbial dust cloud hanging over Israel as we near the end of this age, kicked up by the violent, rhythmic contractions that will one day culminate in the final battle and birth of the eternal kingdom of the Messiah... Though it is still some distance away... We must recognize the need to carefully discern the right path forward in the tangle of conflicting and misguiding ones being presented to us in response, or as contributors, to the violent shift.

I recently traveled to Israel, my second visit in sixteen years. The first time, was as a typical Christian tourist, bursting with...

"Jesus, who is the greatest in the kingdom of God?" I think that single, outwardly-spoken question was a vacuum-packed wrapping around a collection of far more uncomfortable questions, silently squirming in the mind of each and every disciple standing there...

“Follow the money.” It’s an idiom we use in the West that conveys an effective method of exposing corruption, the kingpin at the top of a...

I have a picture in my mind of walking down the middle of the road, the Holy Spirit’s fire burning inside of me, causing all kinds of impurities to rise to the surface of my flesh like dross, hardening into blobs on my outer skin for all to see, now ready for the plucking and tossing.

Something about the narrow road experience has changed, and is changing... and I can’t help but see the connection between the intensifying pressure on the Church and the intensifying pressure on Israel and Jews around the world...

To put it in terms the apostle, Paul, would appreciate, I once (unconsciously) viewed myself (along with my spiritual siblings) to be wrapped tightly around the trunk of a great, old olive tree (the family tree of Abraham’s promise). And then, I was unexpectedly confronted with the fact that I’m actually a humble, little twig on a humble, little branch, and am truly blessed to be artificially grafted into the family tree, amongst its natural branches.

In my last post, I told a story about discovering a mysterious, unfamiliar spiritual craving in my twenties, finding the remedy for it in...

I’m jumping into the deep end today, friends, so put on your water wings... Fingers hovering over this first paragraph, I find my...

Preface: I’ve told this story in other settings before. I tell it here in a different form to serve a different purpose. If you’ve...

It’s been a while. I want to remind the reader that my aim here is not to teach, but to share my stories and experiences as a fellow...

At this early stage in the life of the One-Legged Sojourner, I believe it’s crucial for you, the reader, to have a foundational...

There was a time when I was contented to meander down pretty much any road in life on the magic carpet of creative writing – using words...