by Chris Maxwell | May 6, 2025 | Blog
We gathered again—this time at the Hilton Branson Convention Center in Branson, Missouri—for the annual Evangelical Press Association convention. A different location every year. A familiar purpose every time. It always feels like a journey—like we’ve boarded the same...
by Chris Maxwell | May 4, 2025 | Blog
I’ve walked through hotel hallways and down convention center corridors in cities I don’t call home—but ones that hold pieces of my story. Grand Rapids. Chicago. Orlando. Nashville. San Diego. Atlanta. Indianapolis. Oklahoma City. Colorado Springs. Lancaster....
by Chris Maxwell | May 2, 2025 | Blog
The stage is set. Caps are tossed high like prayers in the wind. Tears find their way down smiling cheeks. Laughter echoes across the crowd. Smiles spread. Phones are held high—today’s modern lens of remembering. Applause rises and lingers, like it’s reaching into...
by Chris Maxwell | Apr 24, 2025 | Blog
I wasn’t looking for it. Not really. I had searched through rooms before, digging through the past, but this time was different. I was only reaching for a pair of socks, choosing that time to go deeper in the drawer. A simple shift found a tiny book stacked...
by Chris Maxwell | Apr 18, 2025 | Blog
They remembered Friday. How could they not? The sounds of nails. The cries of pain. The whispers of confusion. The sky turning dark when it should have been day. The Son of God hanging, bleeding, forgiving. Dying. They remembered. And so must we. Good Friday is still...
by Chris Maxwell | Apr 16, 2025 | Blog
The road is familiar. I have walked it before. Palm branches once lined the path, waving in the air, tossed to the ground. Hosanna rang out in voices eager for a king—one who would overthrow, who would establish, who would fix. But their cries faded. Their...
