Stephen ChavezNot long ago I was standing in line at a fast-food restaurant. I looked out the door just in time to see an older man misjudge the curb and take a tumble off the sidewalk.
In about two seconds the man was surrounded by people picking him up, dusting him off, and asking if he was all right.
You don’t usually see a spiritual moment in a fast-food restaurant. But seeing complete strangers go to the aid of someone so anonymous so quickly led me to conclude that the Spirit of God was hovering nearby.
I’ve been intrigued recently by the debate about spiritual formation—what we should or shouldn’t read, how we should or shouldn’t pray, how we should beware of any author or influence that would cause us to go astray.
Implied in all these conversations is that our devotional practices are so fraught with peril that one ... »