Note: I’m publishing a day early this week because I’m heading off the grid for a weekend camping trip. No Wi-Fi, no Sunday publishing—just trees, stars, and hopefully no

I'm heading into the final week of the full-time fellowship. It has been a profound honor and has also given me more than a few moments of personal growth that

There is no place I miss more than my grandmother's lap. It was, after all, my very first altar. She was my most sacred place—no church sanctuary, no choir'

This week’s essay could have been just seven words—a sentence a colleague and friend wrote on a postcard during a leadership class, as we helped one another navigate planning for the

In January, I decided to join a gym I’d been driving past every day for months. From my car seat, I could see the folks inside, looking like they were being raked