Carolyn Moore

When I was five years old, my family changed churches.  We were a family of eight, but my mother, sister and I were the only ones who went to church

I go to the gym early in the day.  Most days, I am struck by all the body types around me, quietly doing their thing on machines and with weights.

(For a deeper discussion of friendship, check out Brian Edgar’s new book, God is Friendship.)I lost a friend.  In fact, I’ve lost several.  A little more than a year ago,

One of my top ten movies is What About Bob? In one scene, Bob and Sigmund (or Siggy) are in Siggy’s room having a sleep-over. Bob is a middle-aged neurotic

In the story of God’s people, in the book of Exodus we get the whole story of how the tabernacle was built out in the desert.  The tabernacle was meant

On my first mission trip twenty years ago, I went to a small town in the hills of Haiti and discovered there the kinds of things I’d only read about

It simply does not get any better than this.  Seeing someone come to Christ, watching them catch the fire of the Holy Spirit, experiencing their excitement as they find peace

Imagine a world where there is radical grace and radical forgiveness, where transparency is the norm.  Everybody is honest, giving and loving, even when no one is looking.  Imagine a

Maybe the person I am most indebted to in my midlife is the guy who thought to attach a television to an exercise machine.  This guy has single-handedly inspired in

“When she learned he was at the Pharisee’s house, she went …” What a revealing line, there toward the beginning of Luke’s story about a woman who anointed Jesus’ feet

You won’t find it in the flying creatures or the scrolls or candlesticks, though that’s the stuff that sells books.  The hope and hunger are rooted in something deeper. John’s

Funny, the things we can learn from our friends who do drugs. In the world of meth users, tweaking is a thing.  That’s the term users use for the frantic