Years ago, I read the story of the demoniac in Mark 5 and felt chills run through me. I knew this man. Not literally, of course. But I knew something about living among the tombs. I knew something about being so wounded, so dysregulated, so lost in survival that the...

Have you ever noticed that the happiest Christians aren’t usually the ones talking about how much faith they have? Instead, they talk about how good God is. That’s an important distinction. Sometimes we become so concerned about whether our faith is strong enough that...