I should have known something was up the other night when Charlene greeted me with a smile at the door. Turns out she was trying to break the news to me gently. At
In 2002, I preached a sermon called Sacred Parenting. I’m pretty sure I got the idea for the name from a book called Sacred Marriage, which asks the great question, “What if
We pitched the tent in our backyard last night for a night of urban camping. It was just like the real thing once we got in the tent. The night started with a