Courtney Ball

Archive - April 2014

Thrill of the Crash

Last week I was riding my bike to Matthew 25 for a meeting. I needed to cross First Avenue, a busy four-lane street through the center of town. As I rode down the sidewalk on the north side of the street, I watched for a big enough break in the traffic for me to cross. I’m a bit lawless and impatient when I ride my bike in town. I ride on...

The Eyes of a Young Artist

Once when I was a boy of six or seven years, I went through a period of drawing faces. I don’t remember what sparked it; maybe we were making self-portraits in school. In any case, it led me to conduct an experiment in which, for a time, my young life took on the embarrassing task of imitating art. Now, an adult who views portraits drawn by...

Our Vast Ignorance

  I left my job to write a book about Jesus. It was a good job at a great nonprofit organization which my brother Clint and I founded in 2006. It wasn’t an easy decision, but I knew that the demands of that job would not leave me with sufficient time to write a novel which had been on my mind for nearly ten years. I want this book to help...