The revival everyone is debating will not be measured in attendance figures. It will be measured in whether people feel known. And that starts with listening.
The revival everyone is debating will not be measured in attendance figures. It will be measured in whether people feel known. And that starts with listening.
My 18-year-old son mailed a letter to our church in February. It’s a quaint act from a bygone time, writing a letter. So much so, I had to show him where to place the return address.
Hegseth’s phrase points to the way our political rhetoric often borrows Christian language without attending to its history in Scripture — or to the message of Christian hope itself.
Last February, I had breakfast with my friend Don, who is in his 70s, a life-long Bristolian and a like-minded soul. Don said he had always wanted to start a movie club. So we began dreaming.
