Last week, it finally happened: one of my sons beat me in a race. It was a proper race, on

In the last week, I’ve noticed more heat than usual in online discourse. Think of the US Supreme Court overturning

Five years ago, I joined the Youth Ministry team as the leader for the 14 and 15-year-old girls at the

I was born into a Christian family, but that does not in any way qualify me as a child of

Recently a Kidzone teacher told me a story of what happened during her Sunday school class here at St. Andrew’s.

Once a week, my phone gives me a notification that makes me feel a moment of guilt, before I forget

A few of the guys from my football team occasionally asked me, “So what does a pastor actually do?”. It’s

I’ve never been keen on long-distance running. It’s the inevitable discomfort and pain that happens. Exhaustion arrives. It feels like

Most of us are used to reading profiles on LinkedIn or short bios on websites. We appreciate understanding someone’s story

“Mommy he’s not giving me the crayon!” “She tried to pinch me!” “Can you guys just stop fighting for one