Stories for Humans

A Simple Ritual

In the blue-grey silence of morning We fold the blankets backFluff the pillowsWash our facesListen to…

Saturday morning. I sip the last of the Starbucks Christmas blend coffee, and gaze around the…

After 35 years of leading worship, the author reflects on formative experiences, such as being thrust…

Long ago, in a house miles away down an icy gravel road, a little girl listened…

By now you may be saying to yourself, “This blog is called Stories for Humans. When…

Yesterday I had the privilege of participating in a webinar with some Christian leaders. The purpose…

For a long time I didn’t pay any attention to the conversation around Christian Nationalism. The…

As expected, there are pros and cons of leaving the classroom and working from home. I…

Imagine a fully-outfitted, weary hiker on a long and winding trail. A narrow trail that started…

Thanks You picked up the phone when I calledAsked about my kids, my lifeMessages decorated with…