Calling the plays
FOR ME, PRAYER is a bit like American football. I’m not talking about desperate Hail Mary’s, but how—after more than two decades in the United States—my…
Up on the roof
ON MY DAILY walk with Woodley, our golden retriever, we pass nearby houses under construction. There, workers scramble around on the rooftops without an apparent care…
Lessons from an old man’s prayers
IN RECENT TIMES, an old man has been teaching me about prayer. About the forgotten hope and doubt that so often surrounds it. And, how there…
Down from the mountain
Like Peter, James, and John on the Mount of Transfiguration, Jesus took me up high this past week, so I could see Him more clearly. In…
Are you praying with the brakes on?
Just between us, have you ever done some mental editing of other people’s prayers? You know, maybe just wanted to delete the superfluous “Lord”s that some…
Nazirites and knee-jerks
I’ve tried reading Andrew Murray’s classic With Christ in the School of Prayer at least a couple of times. However, I am still in the remedial…
Garage band prayer
Though I have always loved music, I never had the dexterity or determination needed to learn an instrument, so all I can play is the radio.…
Miracles in minor moments
As a Christian (who is a) journalist, my spiritual gift is one that the New Testament writers carelessly omitted: sanctified nosiness. But every charism has its…
Realty-style prayer: from the right place
I’ve read and thought a lot about prayer, through the years. I’ve experimented with Celtic-style, Korean-style, Taize-style, Quaker-style. I’m waiting for the book on Gangnam-style: I…
When no is actually a better yes
I prayed long and hard. I petitioned, I pleaded. I confessed all my sins; I think I may even have made up some additional ones to…
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