I wrote a story for my kids. It's fiction. It's not systematic theology. It's not a new book of the Bible. It's flawed, I wrote it. All of that goes into the mix, but I love the controversy. It elevates the conversation.

If a rainbow makes a sound, or a flower as it grows, that was the sound of her laughter.

Nothing in life is ritual.

Forgiveness is not about forgetting. It is about letting go of another person's throat.

In some sense every parent does love their children. But some parents are too broken to love them well& others are barely able to love them at all.

Did I hear God call me an idiot?

The intricacy and the inherent beautiful fragility of the human soul is such that it is uniquely damaged and only God knows how to heal it, and it's going to take time.