Anxiety and fear are cousins but not twins. Fear sees a threat. Anxiety imagines one.
When grace happens, generosity happens. Unsquashable, eyepopping bigheartedness happens.
The worship of safety emasculates greatness.
A story does that: it will reach out and hook somebody and hold them for just a few moments while you unpack this story in their presence.
All of my books began as sermons, so really the heart of the message is still the same.
Jesus humbled himself. He went from commanding angels to sleeping in the straw. From holding stars to clutching Mary's finger. The palm that held the universe took the nail of a soldier. Why? Because that's what love does. It puts the beloved before itself.