Why Are We So Afraid to Admit Our Doubts?
When a friend of mine was fired from his job because of his boss’s mistake, he said, “All is good.” The next week, when one of his kids totaled one of …
Beliefs of the Heart
Modern Worship, Cocaine Rushes, and Healing
A friend of mine calls himself a “recovering charismatic.” He thinks the gifts of the Spirit are still active today, but he believes the worship …
The Most Insidious Warfare: The War of the World
For two thousand years, believers have prioritized the importance of “spiritual warfare” for Christian health. (Heck, I was raised Presbyterian, and …
The Christian’s Biggest Enemy
Ten years ago, I arrived home late Sunday night, from a retreat. I was physically and emotionally drained. But the next morning I woke up to an …
God Doesn’t Need Our Greatness
On my twelfth birthday, I received four birthday cards, each with a personal message. My grandfather, my parents, my oldest brother, and an elder at …
Chasing Lovers
During its first fifteen years, my old software company only worked with domestic clients. In the late nineties, we landed Oxford University Press (a …
Learning to Hear God’s Voice
Every human longs to hear the voice of God. It’s who we are, it’s in our DNA. But most believers find that prayer is too one-sided: us speaking to God …
Imagine There’s No Heaven
Early one spring morning in 1971, John Lennon sat at a Steinway piano in his bedroom and composed one of the most popular songs of all time. His wife, …
Hearing God in Meditation
“God speaks time and again—in various ways—but nobody notices” (Job 33:14). Every human on earth longs to hear God’s voice. More than mere desire, we …
Hearing God: Conversation Is the Point
When I was growing up, my dad taught me to sail our small Sunfish sailboat. We took month-long summer vacations. We always camped on lakes, so we …
Bullied By A Boss
Thirty years ago, I worked for a struggling software company. Our architecture was outdated and sales revenue had plummeted. Investments in new …
My First Parachute Jump … and My Last
As a young boy, my weekends were filled with imaginary World War II battles. Nearby parks fielded the Battle of the Bulge, and the skeleton of a local …