In my last blog post I suggested that spiritual disciplines were not tools we use to remove our false self armor, but that they are exercises we do so that we don’t need armor. I left the question of how … Read More
The coldest part of my vigil was in the blue pre-dawn. My fire was small as I waited for the sun to rise, too small to fight back the cold that had settled in through the night. I hesitated to … Read More
Campfires are wonderful things, aren’t they? Sometimes I think we go through all the rigmarole of camping just so we can sit beside the fire and roast marshmallows. They are the warm center of it all. My own campfire of … Read More
As a prison chaplain, I was interacting with men desperate to know the key to transformation, sick of the carousel they were riding. I was also working with a myriad of volunteers, each bringing in their own message of hope, … Read More