We are broken people living in a broken world. And no matter how much we wish it weren't so, the evidence of our brokenness keeps showing up—over and over again. Pride, selfishness, impatience, and unkindness pile up like dust. A wandering heart and a desire to be seen, right, and in control.

We wipe it away by confessing it, repenting of it—and then, somehow, there it is again. The Red dust is real, but it is not permanent.

The red dust.

The phrase, “do not be deceived” appears a few times in the Scripture. How can we avoid being deceived if deception, by its very nature, doesn't feel like deception? If I believe something that's false, it seems true to me at the time.

Have you ever struggled with sharing the Gospel?

Have you ever lost a friend either through death or drifting apart? I am certain we all have—the sorrow and sadness can run quite deep. Sadly, there isn't a term for friendship grief like widow or orphan, but the feelings are…

It was a sunny Saturday, the wind was blowing, and the ball fields were packed. The baseball tournament was well underway, and the crack of the bats and the cheers from the stands made it challenging to hear the person next to you. We were lugging our coolers, tents, chairs, and toys, and I was looking for the field number or the Nationals jerseys...

The shadows on the earth are the longest in the winter.  When the earth experiences the hardships that come with winter, those barren, bitter cold days, she can lift her head and look out upon the land and see that the shadows are grand. Likewise, in my…