SHE WASN’T MY DOG. So, as I watched her die at the vet early Sunday afternoon, why did I cry the primal cry, like I did when my brother died
DOES THIS TWO-AND-A-HALF-MINUTE PSALM sound like it was written by a sheepherder 3,000 years ago? Or does it sound like it was written as an op-ed feature at 1:30 a.m.
GOD GIVES DYING PEOPLE SOMETHING INVISIBLE. Strange to say, I’ve seen it. Not in any mystical sense. No hovering spirits or coins sliding along a tabletop. I’ve seen it the
JESUS SOUNDS DIFFERENT in casual English. I just finished producing video three of three in the Sermon on the Mount series. There’s a big surprise smile, if not a laugh
I WONDER HOW PEOPLE WILL REACT to the “don’t worry” message of Jesus in the video I just released, given what’s going on in the world right now. Some might
I’M SORRY. I haven’t written a blog article in nearly a month. My agent hates that. But I’ve got other stuff to do. I ought to be able to stop
IF YOU CONTINUE TO READ, you will be reading not me. I’m about to turn someone loose on you. Here’s why. I’m nervous. I paraphrased the Song of Songs and
I COULDN’T TAKE THE PICTURE. I’ve worked as a photojournalist. I’ve taken pictures of dead teenagers whose bodies were still trapped inside a car that a train mauled, shoved, and
I WOKE WITH TEARS yesterday. And my first thought of the day felt like a jolt inside my head: “Is he still alive?” Let me make this short. My wife
Not all advice in the Bible Book of Proverbs sounds like it came with God’s endorsement.