I’m no fan of Jesus…

I woke up this morning with a slight melancholic disposition. It might have been a depressing dream that I can’t remember, too much sugar in my diet yesterday, or more likely my team’s frustrating loss last night. Whatever it was, I couldn’t quite fling my mind off of its negative loop. I felt like my …

When God breathes…

The day before I fell in love with Jesus I felt his breath on my cheek (OK, not literally, but it was no less real than literal). Several months earlier, in an effort to help me get to know Jesus, a guy named Joel had given me a Bible. “You’re going to make a good …