God is so Much Nicer than Santa

Let’s play a game. I’ll describe someone, and you tell me who I’m talking about. 1. He’s an old man with a long, white beard. 2. He sees everything you do. 3. He keeps a list of your deeds, good and bad. 4. He lives in a far-off, magical kingdom you couldn’t find if you tried. 5. He never allows himself to be seen; and 6. All the movies about him are fairly lame.

What to do When Bad Tension Happens to a Good Marriage

The last three months have been pretty hard on my family.  A lot of it had to do with me traveling too much for work and struggling to find the time to complete a challenging feature article.  Plus, the girls started school, which changed our whole routine, and my poor wife has gotten pretty sick a couple of times.  And as much as I hate to admit it, somewhere in the midst of all that stress, my wife and I stopped being our best selves with each other.

Why I Quit Sunday Services (and Then Came Back)

I vividly remember the last church service I attended before I decided I couldn’t take it anymore. I was sitting with a couple thousand strangers in a megachurch when the thought crossed my mind: Why am I here? I could watch this on the internet. And after the service ended, I walked into the church’s multi-acre parking lot and drove away, never to return to church services again (or so I thought). 

Three Things to Remember Next Time You Fall Into Sin

I’ve had close friendships with countless Christians in my lifetime, and if there’s one thing we’ve all got in common, it’s that we’ve all got some bad habit, some addictive sin, some hangup that we just can’t seem to overcome. People struggle with all kinds of things — rage, overeating, jealousy, passive-aggressive behavior, and porn addiction, to name a few.

Grieving Loss on Facebook

When I signed up for Facebook in 2008, I saw it as a way to connect with old friends and keep up with the self-affirming things everyone was posting about themselves. What I did not expect was that Facebook would become a place where people worked through life-and-death issues. But then Nan Taylor died.