It started with a lone child in a manger, but ended up with a household on a trajectory to glory.
In our lonely world, structures of belonging abound, but the real solution lies in the hands of the people of God.
Never was a place more awkward, and at the same time, so glorious.
Lone Ranger Christianity makes for a lousy compass.
When it comes to public worship, a battle is won or lost before we even leave the house.
The death knell of any committed relationship: “I’m with you, unless something more fun comes up.”