
How many times have I read or recited Psalm 23? Yesterday, I heard the fifth verse of that classic song of David as if for the first time: “You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.” As a teenager I became a…

Matthew’s account of the three wise men came alive for us while we were living inCentral Asia. Our daily walk to the bazaar often included many “National Geographic moments,” my name for encounters with people who looked like they belonged in the pages of that magazine I used to thumb through every month while I…

Seven people died and almost 50 were wounded in yet another terrorist attack in the U.K. this week. This is the second assault on British civilians by Islamist radicals in the past two weeks and the fourth in the past year. Citizens of the United Kingdom could rightfully feel under siege, wondering when and where…

Ivan was hard to talk to but I loved stealing glimpses of him during worship. He was always seated on the aisle because of his wheelchair; his mother stood next to him. While she sang, Ivan would grin and wave his hands in his wildly enthusiastic way. Ivan was born with cerebral palsy in our…

Celebrating Christmas in a “closed” country was such a privilege. That hostile environment somehow had the effect of clarifying and highlighting the joy that accompanies the Good News. I remember one year, three local churches in our adopted city decided to gather together to celebrate on Christmas Eve. The leaders rented a large hall and…