How Josh Harris and I Fell

Elevenish years ago I was ready to die on the mountain of the issue of women not working outside the home. Today I read this tweet from Jared C. Wilson: A few years back, I significantly reduced my exposure to Christian influences that prove more passionate about "issues" than Christ & I've been better off... Continue Reading →

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Why you should put your hope in the Jesus of the Bible

It's Jesus that my friends and family trip over when it comes to faith. They're OK with a general nameless, faceless deity- a benevolent one. They admit not understanding but throw their hands in the air hoping that God won't judge them any differently than they judge themselves. They trust that he (or she, or... Continue Reading →

Hope for a sick heart

"I will return her vineyards to her and transform the Valley of Trouble into a gateway of hope." Hosea 2:15 This verse came via email to me today like shade in the hot Arizona sun. I used to tolerate the heat in Arizona pretty well, but as the years have gone by, I haven't grown... Continue Reading →

Hope against hope

How long till I see the fruit of what I cannot see? How many season? How many years? What if it takes my whole life and then I'm buried six feet under dirt and worms and grass and more seasons pass and... I cannot see the future days when there are no more weeds no... Continue Reading →

Laughing at promises

One of my favorite passages in the Bible is in Romans 4:16-17 where it says, “...to the one who shares the faith of Abraham, who is the father of us all, as it is written, ‘I have made you the father of many nations;- in the presence of God in whom he believed, who gives... Continue Reading →

Man shall not live by Prozac alone

In March, Fathom Mag published an article I wrote about my own struggle to concede my need for an anti-depressant. A wise pastor and friend helped me to see that medication was not an alternative to provision from God. It was a provision from God. I've been taking Prozac for a couple years now and... Continue Reading →

My Psalm

How long? How many more days do I have to cry bitterly asking you how long? My heart is sick my hope is deferred my heart hopes for what I can't conjure. How long must I try to find a quiet place to get away from the constant strain of this yoke pulling me one... Continue Reading →

Evidence of the Resurrection

On Easter Sunday an unbelieving loved one sat with me in church while the gospel was heralded and the very doubts and questions he has were exposed. This of course has created some interesting conversations in the last couple days. Questions about evidence. He wants evidence of the resurrection. I know there are smarter people... Continue Reading →

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