I had no reason to dislike this person — I called him “that Christian” in my head — but we also didn’t have anything in common. I was 20 years older....

As our instructor talked on and on, I saw a classmate squirm in his seat. During a break, he explained, “Sitting and listening is so difficult for me. I prefer doing,...

I was bullied in middle school. I was nerdy, I didn’t wear cool clothes, and I was hopeless at sports. I took solace in my friendship with Tarik, an exchange student...

When I was about seven years old, my mother became bedridden with tuberculosis, making it impossible for her to take care of my two brothers and me. But still she invested...

I got into a lot of trouble in school, and my report cards always included comments about my bad behavior. Because of my actions, those comments described me in ways that...

Over 30 years ago, I experienced early-onset menopause. I was a mother and working full-time at a bank while my husband had just changed his career path. Fearing an increased risk...

My family and I are serving as missionaries in Tanzania, Africa. I accompany my daughter Olivia to school in a bajaji (a three-wheeled tut-tut taxi). Most days, the drivers are quiet...

My little farming homestead is nestled in a suburban, woodsy neighborhood. In the late afternoon, I love to walk through the trees behind the house as the light dances among the...

The account of the boy who gave up his lunch to feed the multitudes is a familiar one. But I often wonder about the one who prepared the boy’s lunch. When...

For followers of Christ, it can be lonely in the workplace, school playground, university campus, neighborhood group, or even in our family. When conversations feel unedifying or ungodly and we don’t...