Talk about missing the mark. Yesterday I played basketball with some guys who play better than I do. It was exciting. I started off hitting some shots, so they thought I must be pretty good. Then they started passing the ball to me a lot and encouraging me to shoot. At that point, I missed...and missed...

It was really nice to follow the anxious uncertainty of Tuesday night’s election with the hopeful peace of devoted prayer and worship on Wednesday night. We sang all the anxiety, fear, offense and anger out of our souls with lyrics like, “I'm gonna see a victory for the battle belongs to You Lord,” “Yours is the Kingdom, Yours is the power, Yours is the glory forever, Amen,”