“There are no words.” If I’ve read it once, I’ve read it a thousand times in the comments of those grieving in recent days. When an entire church of families and children is wiped out by persistent gunshots, it feels pointless to say anything. When a man is shot and killed in front of his … More When There Are No Words
About two years ago, I packed my survival kit {notebook, colored pencils, maps, and songs} and took off on a journey: choose a passage, print it out, read it over and over again for several months, use every creative means possible to learn it well and soak it up, meet weekly with friends who are … More I Dare Not Walk Alone
I’ve avoided this topic like the plague. My views on social drinking aren’t popular, and I’m not a fan of debates over non-essentials. But two years ago, when I started writing regular posts, my purpose was to share the joy of knowing God’s Word. That purpose hasn’t changed. And sometimes you just can’t avoid what … More A One-Word Reason for Teetotaling
How would you describe a person who doesn’t obey? Maybe “disobedient” or “rebellious”? How about someone who doesn’t obey the word? Well, let’s assume “the word” is the Bible. So, to disobey the word would be to disobey God’s Word. Agree? But consider this one: Likewise, wives, be subject to your own husbands, so that … More Sight for My Weak, Distracted Eyes
“Seeing is believing,” our lives go to show, as we hold onto proof like a security blanket. We have to see it with our own eyes, or, at best, trust someone who has. As in the case of the chief priests and scribes. They were pretty sure a king wouldn’t hang on a cross, so … More When Believing Has Nothing To Do With Seeing
