As another Halloween was drawing to a close, I sat alone with a depleted bowl of candy on our front porch, waiting for any remaining neighborhood children to come by. It was quiet, almost too quiet. As I surveyed our street, I counted 7 consecutive houses next to us that were completely dark. No porch lights, no sidewalk lights, and no light spilling out from the front windows.
You need to read the book, “Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy.” I was introduced to the book during a couple talks   by the author, Eric Metaxas. Admittedly, I was a bit intimidated by such a lengthy, historical biography. But his stories and wit captured my interest, and thankfully he did not betray that style […]
(As part of the annual Good Friday service at our church, someone shares a short reflection on each of the Seven Last Words of Jesus. This year I was asked to share my thoughts on Matthew 27:46.) “About the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, ‘Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?’—which means, ‘My God, […]