My childhood home was a big, yellow farmhouse with a picket fence. I slept in a blush-pink room with a dormer that overlooked the front...

When I was a child, I used to think about things until my head hurt. What existed before time? How far does space extend? How can God...

I often ask God to reveal himself to me in obvious ways. Maybe I’m weak of faith, or maybe I’m just an experiential learner, but I don’t...

I’ve been reading a book over the past couple of months called Praying Like Monks, Living Like Fools by Tyler Staton. It’s a 10-chapter...

Whether you’re an aspiring author or just spend a lot of time writing emails, this blog post is for you. My Best Tips for Becoming a...