Abigail was fussy. It was raining again and it didn’t look like she and her older sister, Amanda, would be going with their grandparents to the beach that morning. The North Carolina weather was unpredictable this time of year and…

I’m a psychiatrist who sees the work of God in the awesomeness of the brain – the ways we are made to become ourselves in relationships, the actions of grace in the so-strong pull towards healing, the infinite diversity, the…

I just ran across a note I scribbled down during one of the delegate sessions at Columbus. At one of the church agency booths in the exhibit hall, visitors were asked to write names on the “Call Wall” of people…