The Blame Game

Most likely you’ve heard the word scapegoat? Right? It comes from this ancient ritual where people would literally put their sins — like, symbolically — onto a goat, and then send it off into the wilderness. “There it goes! Look at that little guy carry off all...

Holy Thursday’s Quiet Weight

Holy Thursday always holds this quiet kind of weight. It doesn’t come with the fanfare of Palm Sunday or the heartbreak of Good Friday. It sits quietly in the middle — tender, sacred, and often overlooked in its profound simplicity. There’s no service at...

Holy Week, Wednesday

Last week, we traveled to Hilton Head for Tom’s dad’s memorial. It was a sacred and fun time… but let me set the stage: 20 family members. In one house. Some I’d never spent time with before. For multiple days. I’m an only child. So, while I was genuinely...

Hijacked

Years ago, we launched a campus in Uganda. It was bold. And for a while, beautiful. Born out of a dream to bring Christ, hope, and empowerment to a place that deserved far more than the world was giving it. We had a group of people that wanted to...

Peter

When I was a kid, my dad had this massive garden—actually, calling it a garden doesn’t even do it justice. It was basically a small farm in our backyard. We grew everything imaginable, but especially corn. And when I say corn, I mean hundreds of ears of corn! Each...