This summer, I finally decided to open a book my mom gifted me last year called Where the Crawdads Sing. Since it is one of the best-selling books of all time and has a theater debut in July, it went from the bottom of my bookshelf to the top of my summer fiction reading list. […]

Because the world is quiet in the middle of the night without the usual distractions of checklists, schedules, deadlines, meetings, interruptions, screens, and iThings, I also find myself wrestling with an inner dis-equilibrium in relation to God.

When we take our membership vows, we are not joining a hobby or a club. We join a body. A body needs all its members—especially at a funeral.

Jesus Christ cares for my child more than I ever could on this side of grace. Knowing the character of God, I can know that one day I will see Jerusalem again.

For Paul, these words were not mere suggestions or passing remarks. He knew the reality which they signified all too well. For he had suffered much for the sake of Christ – sleepless nights, shipwrecks, famine, persecution… but that was for another letter.

If our eyes are fixed forward on the promise of eternity, we can both mourn and have hope.

The worst injustice and most significant suffering in the history of the cosmos is Jesus the Christ being crucified.

When suffering is faith-filled suffering for Christ’s sake, the suffering is transformed for God-glorifying good.

Many of us, however, find great joy when our trials are over. James reminds us to find joy in our trials.