I went running with my friend Sarah the other day. She ran ahead of me the entire time; sometimes it was just a step, other times a few paces. Anyone driving by could see I was the weaker runner. I panted harder than she did, with my head pulsating. Sarah wasn’t trying to show off or prove she was...

Walk A Mile event in Saginaw, Michigan. Photo by Alex Slitz/The Saginaw News. Love God; love yourself as God loves you; and love others as you love yourself. As a Baptist minister, Ash Wednesday and the Christian season of Lent are unfamiliar things to me. But as I have tried to understand and embrace...

I still have to slightly bend to the right for my hand to meet my little girl’s upward stretching fingers. She can walk on her own now, though it’s a bit agonizing to watch her progress, each step holding the possibility of a skinned knee. She is much more stable when we hold hands, so we do, and...

“Empathy.” That’s what she was looking for. It was the first night of our church small group, and I had asked what people wanted out of the experience. Most of the responses were predictable, but this one stopped the conversation in its tracks. Being good, robust evangelicals, we immediately started...