I think we d like life to be like a train..but it turns out to be a sailboat.

I don't have time for a job that doesn't leave me time to be quiet or still or to pray.

I began to get notes from people saying they were sorry to hear I'd left ministry. And for a while, I halfway believed they were right, that I'd left.

Every human interaction offers you the chance to make things better or to make things worse.

I'm a follower of the Christ path, and that opens a huge discussion about what we even mean by words like "Christian."

When I forget the power of the word, I read Frederick Buechner. When I forget the deep relief of telling the truth, I read Frederick Buechner. When I forget to look for the holiness all around me, I read Frederick Buechner. When I forget why the gospel matters, I read Frederick Buechner.

It does seem to me that at least some of us have made an idol of exhaustion. The only time we know we have done enough is when we are running on empty and when the ones we love most are the ones we see the least.