“Who’s coming with me? I’m going to the pub.” After several years of pulpit ministry, I knew how to preach about the lost. I knew how to structure a Sunday around the Great Commission. I knew how to rally a room to “go into all the world...
I was just getting to know a new friend I’d met recently. He’d been a believer for years, grew up in it, really. His parents were in ministry. Faith wasn’t new territory for him...
I once covered a wall with maps of my city. Streets, suburbs, neighbourhoods, printed large and pinned edge to edge. I stood back to admire the thing. Then I froze, because I had no idea where to start...
I have avocado trees in my garden. They’re good trees. Tall, strong, full of green leaves. For years they’ve given me rich, buttery avocados that we’ve enjoyed season after season. But something has changed...
