What if I told you life is made of actions? Many would protest and offer some grand, all-encompassing, perhaps biblical or gospel-saturated answer that would knock this post completely out of the water. That’s okay. I’d probably agree with them. But just hang with me for a second. Think about the things you do. You … More How A Life Is Born . . . Or Dies
I have a very strange memory. I don’t remember people’s names. Unless I already know their names – then I never forget them. I don’t remember a movie unless I’ve seen it more than three times. Or unless it’s about World War II. And I have a hard time remembering the timeline of recent years, … More The Hour I First Believed
I am 31 and single, and I am burdened for you. You who wake up on both sides of the bed every morning. You who sit alone, eat alone, weep alone, laugh alone, live each day alone. You who continue to check the dreaded marital-status box – single. I write to you. Not as one who … More Your Single Days Are Now
Sometimes when I write, my brain is quiet. Too quiet. My fingers wait, paralyzed. To express something that doesn’t feel . . . there. How? Sometimes when I write, my brain is noisy. Far too noisy. It seems my fingers can’t keep up . . . but repeatedly press the “backspace” key and somehow still … More Sometimes When I Write . . .
It’s time to test your memory. How well do you know the greatest story of all time? Sure, you may have missed a few “minor details” . . . but in the minor details of Scripture are wonders all their own. So do your best to remember the day that changed the course of history. … More Who Mocked and Who Mourned? {A Quiz}
Journey of the Word 