Been there, done that - and not in a good way. When I think back on how I handled romantic relationships in high school, I am deeply ashamed. Like Adam and Eve in Genesis 3, I am tempted to hide these parts of my past - from God, from others, and even myself. I want to lock them up and throw away the key. But that’s not how grace - or memory - work. As my 2-year-old and the song “Going on a Bear Hunt” would put it, “Gotta go through it.” I went on a retreat last month, and this line from a...

Away in a manger No crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus Has nothing to dread His mama is Mary Who loves Him so dear When Mary is with...

I began my sophomore year of college in August 2015. People said sophomore year was harder than freshman year. I didn’t recall having it...