Fellow Pilgrims: Walking Together in Faith

We like things we can measure. We track progress, build routines, set goals, and look for visible evidence that our effort is working. At work, we watch the numbers. In our health, we may watch the scale or our waistlines, track our strength, or notice the way our clothes fit. In our spiritual lives, we can create a similar scoreboard: Did I pray enough? Was I patient today? Did I control my temper? Am I becoming more loving, joyful, peaceful, and disciplined? There is nothin

We live in a world built around self-improvement. We set goals, track habits, make plans, and look for better systems. We try to become healthier, more productive, more disciplined, and more emotionally steady. Much of that can be genuinely helpful. Growth requires intention, and Scripture certainly does not encourage passivity. But I have noticed how easily I can bring that same mindset into my relationship with God. I begin treating the Christian life like one more improvem

A couple of weeks ago in Honduras, one moment stayed with me more than any other. Our team was helping build a house while, nearby, another part of the group was studying the Bible with the woman whose home we were building. By the grace of God, after hearing the gospel, she decided that she wanted to put on Christ in baptism. That alone would have been enough to make the day unforgettable. But then something happened that I have not been able to get off my mind. As the group

There is something about a mission trip that can make the Christian life feel abnormally clear. For a little while, so much of what normally competes for our attention gets pushed to the side. The schedule is built around service. The conversations keep circling back to people, needs, and open doors. Prayer feels more natural. Encouragement feels more intentional. We are surrounded by brothers and sisters moving in the same direction, trying to do good in the name of Christ.