Dear Friends, The new year has dawned with the red morning sky of warning. Friends face tough illnesses, clients struggle with change, ISIS terrorism has reached our suburban community with violence, our culture continues to coarsen, recent investigations have shocked me with the erosion of morality in my community of faith. People I love are
Dear Friends, Candidates for office are fond of asking voters, “Are you better off than you were four years ago?” The implication is society, the economy, whatever, are disintegrating under the policies of the current office holders and a change is needed. This disintegration may or may not be a fact, but the question itself
I had the opportunity at our C.S. Lewis Retreat this year at Camp Allen to catch up with Justin Smith, a friend of the Foundation’s who I originally met almost ten years ago at our 2006 C.S. Lewis Summer Institute at Williams College in Williamstown, Massachusetts. It was my first event – I had started
Dear Friends, While they were in Bethlehem the time came for her to deliver her child. And she gave birth to her first-born son and wrapped him in bands of cloth, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn (Luke 2:6-7). Although, he is never mentioned, the
Dear Friends, Last week’s message on the San Bernardino massacre and its aftermath resulted in an outpouring responses grateful for words of kindness and hope after that horrific day. Thank You. . . . John said, “Grace and truth came through Jesus Christ” (John 1:17b). Those words express love, both tender and tough, personified in