Growing up poor, especially in a small town, there is almost no way to hide it. It’s like you always have this cloud over your head. It’s amazing how things look different on cloudy days. The colors i...  Read More

At a very early age, I learned what being poor was. I remember we always seemed to struggle with bills and visit churches with food closets. Our local church did a good job taking care of us, but I un...  Read More

1 Corinthians 3:1-4 - "And I, brethren, could not speak to you as to spiritual people but as to carnal, as to babes in Christ. I fed you with milk and not with solid food; for until now you were not a...  Read More

Knock, knock, knock is what I heard one early Saturday morning as I sat on the floor watching cartoons. My mother goes to the door to be greeted by a police officer and our pastor. Even at 6 years old...  Read More

Somehow, over the last several generations, I believe we American evangelicals have morphed the Christian life into something that falls extremely short of the lived experience of the early church in ...  Read More