• Open-Handed Living

    Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about what I call “open-handed living.” What I mean by that is living in a way that really grasps the temporary nature of my stuff and the small value it all holds in light of the great need around me. If I’m holding my “stuff” in an open hand, that means I’m not clutching it with a tight fist and keeping it for myself, but I’m holding it out in the open for God to remove it, or direct me in how to invest it, or to give it to another. “Holding my stuff with an open hand” also means evaluating whether I’m investing in temporary…

  • Fire in my Bones

    The reason I write is that I have to. This driving impulse to communicate God’s reality and goodness to others is like a burning fire. Because of who He is, the desire for others to know and love Him consumes me. He is my passion and I don’t want to waste a moment but live all out for His glory—and I want others to join me in this pursuit. I long for the day when all will know that He alone is God. I think it’s kind of like what the prophet Jeremiah said: If I say, “I will not mention him, or speak any more in his name,” there is in…