Bringing Them Into Your House
The meal train ends. The depression does not. Isaiah does not say send them food. He says bring them in. Part two of Radical Hospitality: Creating Room for Mental Wellness.
Sharing Bread Without Asking Why
The hungry in your congregation are not always the ones with empty plates. The Lord's first instruction in Isaiah 58:7 is not fix their hunger. It is share your bread. Part one of Radical Hospitality: Creating Room for Mental Wellness.
The Sentences That Were Supposed to Help
God won't give you more than you can handle. Everything happens for a reason. They meant well. The sentence sat in your chest for the rest of the afternoon, doing a quiet damage you could not name. The problem is not your faith.
The Ministry That Outran You
The world is quietly walking away from hustle culture, and the church has not yet noticed. You are still going. The calendar is still full. And somewhere underneath, a question has started to surface — was this the shape it was supposed to take?
The Ache After the Crisis
The acute part is over. The phone calls have stopped. The casseroles have stopped. And you are not, in any sense fine. The church often does not have a category for the long middle — the person who survived but is still, in some genuine sense, carrying it.
When the Title Falls Away
Most of us did not realise how much of who we were was the role we were doing. Then the role ended. The children grew up. The position was restructured. And in the silence afterwards, you discovered something most of us discover too late — you had not just lost a role. You had lost a self.
The Mirror That Cannot Wound You
The lonely and the grieving are talking to a chatbot. It cannot interrupt. It cannot wound you. And that is the thing we have to look at honestly — because a relationship that cannot wound you is, in the same motion, a relationship that cannot love you.
The Script the Church Still Hands Out
Most of us were never handed the contract explicitly. Nobody said real Christians, walking faithfully, do not have minds that come undone. We absorbed it in pieces — in the testimony, in the unprayed-for prayer request, in the verse on the wall. The script is still running. The cost is not theoretical.
The Question That Breaks the Sunday
For some people the hardest part of church is not the theology or the music or the sermon. It is the moment someone turns to them in the foyer and asks the one question they have been dreading all week.
