My friend Clare had a vision she was going to die young. Three weeks ago, she went suddenly to be with Jesus. It was time to face it. I was standing on the High Street of my former hometown in England, breath freezing in the afternoon sun. I pushed the door and went in. They’ve turned my Starbucks into a Paperchase. I do not approve. But I’m finding it hard to be… Read More

“You’re in good company if you’ve struggled with that.” I lay in the Papasan chair on the screened back porch. The breeze blew and stirred up the leaves on the ground outside. Seventy degrees in December. I’m not in England anymore. I looked up at the stark blue sky. I used to watch planes crisscross the cloudy sky outside my window every minute or two when I lived on the Gatwick Airport… Read More

If you look at Cuba from the outside, you can hardly see the church. David Platt went looking for it. “I met a guy who had a house church, and that church had planted 60 other churches,” he said. And some of those churches had planted dozens of other churches themselves. They don’t have buildings. They meet in houses. And the multiplication is insane. David asked them how they do it, and… Read More

I know that feeling, the one Francis Chan is talking about. The one where you hear the truth just as Jesus spoke it to the rich young ruler and go away sad, heart rent in two. And then do nothing. “Jesus told the rich young ruler what he needed to do, and he went away sad (Luke 18). Then Jesus confronted Zacchaeus, another guy who was rich, and he changed his life… Read More