We've all asked “why?” at some point or another.  Chris Keith has been asking why for most of his life. He was 12 years old when his grandparents decided he was old enough to know the truth.  His whole family - his parents and his older brother Mikey - did not die in a car accident as he has been told.  The were the victims of a murder-suicide...

Ever run into a self-righteous loudmouthed Christian online? Sadly, you're probably not alone. Jonathan Acuff is the author of Stuff Christians Like, a blog that pokes gentle fun at Christian culture using humor and perceptive critiques. His post today for CNN is provocatively titled: "My Take: Why Christians are jerks online." He identifies two...

The chorus of  "I'm Bad Like Jesse James" is a simple refrain: "'I'm mad, I'm bad, like Jesse James." The Jesse James referred to in the song is the 19th century bank robber. It is a different Jesse James who has been in the news recently, but in the eyes of many the modern Jesse James is easily as villainous as the infamous bank robber. Jesse...

Today I am going to take a different approach to the term safe sex. I want to look at the safety of sex in a monogamous marriage. Due to responses I have received from my blog on unmet expectations, I wanted to address safety in the marriage bed. Here is a quote from one of the responses, “I cried myself to sleep for yrs throughout a 14 yr marriage...

It's easy to fall in love with a man you don't trust, but it's hard to live with him. Real, lasting relationships are built on trust. Trust is foundational because it creates a safe environment for intimacy to grow. If your relationship is going to work you need to be able to trust your partner with your past, your present and your future. Trust...

We've all been there. Somebody says something to you and it feels like taking a sharp jab. Words can be painful and like a bruise, they can linger for a long time. Words are the most powerful thing in the world. They have the ability to completely restore and uplift, yet simultaneously they can keep us tortured and sleepless. How many sentences...

I am a New York City Police Officer. On July 12, 1986, I was on patrol in Central Park and stopped to question three teenagers. While I was questioning them, the oldest, a fifteen-year-old, took out a gun and shot me in the head and neck. Thanks to the quick action of my fellow police officers, I was rushed to a hospital. A few days later, once...