I realize now, the phrase “remember your baptism” isn’t necessarily about exact details of a one-time event, even though I’ll offer those to you any time you ask. It’s more about remembering the covenant. Read more →

A poem celebrating Mary, who first saw the tomb was empty on Resurrection Sunday. Read more →

Remembering the Easter Sunday that was the only time my dad ever attended church with our family. Read more →

A book review of And It Was Beautiful by Kara Tippetts. Read more →

Some thoughts on lamenting, and trusting God will work. Read more →