Living in the wasteland is not permanent. While we cut a canyon between the finite and the infinite by sinning against God, Beauty himself, He has bridged that divide
“There’s so much beauty around us, and just two eyes to see…but everywhere I go, I’m looking.” -Rich Mullins
My eldest daughter once asked me why God placed her in these days rather than placing her in a more magical historical age like the
I was still working through significant health problems at the age of thirty-four and did not know that it would be a year of death and a year of resurrection. I could not move
We will have them over soon, the couple who have been married only three years and had six miscarriages. They have one little boy. We will
Imagine this: A hawk at evening. I was eight years old and playing in the sandbox under a growing African dusk. Dad called me to him. He crouched down and watched the trees. I burrowed
I was seven years old or so and falling asleep in the thick, tropical air was proving difficult. I stared at the ceiling and listened to my little brother’s breathing in the bunk beneath. His
All good preaching involves the use of the imagination. No great preacher has ever lacked imagination. perhaps we might go so far as to say it is simply
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