Car Ride Confessions

I moved back to the United States over three years ago after a two year stay in the Middle East, and I daresay I’ve spent much of that time in my car. Whether it was commuting to New Haven for lectures or carting my school aged children to and from school activities and social obligations,

The Trouble with Blessings

I confess. I have a troubled relationship with blessings. That may be a shocking admission especially coming from a minister, but the truth is that I’m confused about what blessings really mean. When I was living in the South I quickly learned that the familiar “Bless your heart,” means something very different from what my