Tears for a Man No One Cared About

I am sitting here with tears streaming down my cheeks tonight. I cannot stop the floodgate that has opened up, and honestly I don't want to. The tears are for a man that no one cared about. But that's not entirely true. I did. His name was Danny Pilcher. He was homeless - one amongst [...]

In Spite of Us

Sometime last summer, our church handed out little cards to all of us one Sunday morning. I doubt most people even remember them, but I do. We were talking about intentionality of prayer and how we often use Jesus as a vending machine (my words, not the pastor's) when we want a new job, a [...]