A boy with a bb gun on his grandfather’s ranch and the entire summer before him is the richest man in the world.
I was eight years old. My grandfather bought me a pump-model rifle and one of those milk cartons full of bb’s, and I had...READ MORE
I am among the millions who have fallen in love with the Chronicles of Narnia.
We shared them as a family when our boys were young, and we continue to love them as adults. In fact, Stasi...READ MORE
The news reports this fall on the execution of children by Isis guerrillas left us all speechless.
We received a number of desperate emails crying out for prayer. It was—and remains—horrible.
All this lingers in my mind as I re-read...READ MORE
Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family…in another city.
The holidays are racing toward us now, and with them comes those sober adventure/survival trips mistakenly called “visiting family...READ MORE
Yet hints come to me from the realm unknown;
Airs drift across the twilight border land,
…whispers to my heart are blown
That fill me with a joy I cannot speak
—George MacDonald, Diary of an Old Soul
Seven miles off the rugged west coast of Ireland a wild fang of an island juts out of the sea. Its sheer flanks are uninhabited for all sane reasons. Only seabirds live here, and only in summer, when the fierce North Atlantic storms have subsided...READ MORE
A number of folks I know and love are chasing hard after God these days.
I think the times are demanding it. The draining nature of the pace of life combined with the spiritual battles that seem to be hitting everyone are creating in us a...READ MORE
Stasi and I were having dinner last night with some dear friends, leaders of a ministry and seminary. At one point in the conversation the husband said something to the effect of, "I am praying daily for the return of Jesus." And it stopped me in...READ MORE
I was sitting at my desk this morning catching up on email, and noticed the December Wild at Heart letter lying nearby. I picked it up, and read it...and knew I had to share it with you (even if you read the hard copy)...
Dearest Friends...READ MORE
A Merry Christmas to all our dear friends and allies!
As I reflect upon the mystery of the incarnation, and the great invasion of the Kingdom that began under cover of darkness in a remote village in the Middle East, so many wonders flood...READ MORE
I'm not sure if it is the pace of my life, or something to do with forgetfulness, perhaps even modesty, but I hardly ever listen to our own materials once we've recorded them. Especially our podcasts. My loss. Because yesterday, after receiving a...READ MORE
Last Sunday night my friend Darrell Evans (worship leader; we use his music a lot at our retreats) was playing in town and Stasi and I had been looking forward to it. Even bought tickets in advance.
But then the weekend took its usual toll...READ MORE
Today we remember the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001. Smoke billowing from the Trade Center towers; their sudden collapse; the Pentagon on fire; the wreckage in a Pennsylvania field.
Remembering is a really central theme in...READ MORE
Some of my blog readers aren't aware that I write a monthly newsletter (that's right, an actual letter—comes in an envelope, printed on paper, delivered by the postman. Remember letters?). So I thought I'd share this month's letter with you here...READ MORE
This coming Sunday begins a Very Big Week for Christians. Palm Sunday to Easter Sunday is the triumph not only of Jesus Christ, but of our lives as now intertwined with his. This week is the triumph of our faith.
But some of the power of...READ MORE
Stasi – my source of great worship music – just played a new song for me last night that captures something God put on our hearts in a big way these past few months. It’s called “Suddenly” (by Daniel Bashta) and the opening lines go like this:...READ MORE
Was anyone else a bit shocked last night when, in the midst of the Academy Awards, we were taken live to the White House to behold the First Lady assume the role of a presenter??!
It was very, very telling. A parable of our times.
The young man was lying on the bathroom floor, in a foreign country; he had passed out and was covered with yuck. He is a beautiful young man, a friend of my sons, a follower of Christ, bright, creative, gifted. He has also...READ MORE