At twenty-two, I loved him for his zeal for ministry and his big vision for his life. I loved him for the way he talked about God and how worn his Bible was. I loved him for his sense of adventure and his willingness to play pranks. I loved him for his solid group of...
I memorized Matthew 16:24-25 (“let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me”) when I was 19 and, then, I thought that “cross” would mean great exploits for God (that *looked* like sacrifice but could be positioned as celebrations of me and my effort...