Alive, not perfect.

Alive, not perfect.

There’s a woman named Anne at my church. She is the picture of authenticity. She catches us off-guard with her honest, knowing smile. She builds rapport without uttering a word. Anne grew up dodging bullets in east Africa. She now lives in Pasadena with her two...
When Simple Living Breaks Your Heart

When Simple Living Breaks Your Heart

I sat down this afternoon, determined to write about my trip to Cambodia. But this is the piece that unfurled instead. Because whenever I think for more than a moment about my recent visit to the Khmer kingdom, my proud smile melts into a heart-wrenching longing. You...
On purpose and perseverance

On purpose and perseverance

Purpose and perseverance are two weighty words. And we need both. But we often overlook their value until we’ve lost them. Without purpose, I am predisposed to overachievement. To gratify myself somehow with the hustle to prove my worth. Without something...