My soul clings to you,Your right hand upholds me.
How dare you show up, God!

There are songs that act like a bladed spotlight, penetrating, cutting away at the walls I make, cutting deep enough to expose my heart and reveal who I am. In…
There are songs that act like a bladed spotlight, penetrating, cutting away at the walls I make, cutting deep enough to expose my heart and reveal who I am. In…
This article is part of a series that begins here. An outline can be found here. Be careful what you wish for . . . Some will ask if God…
The Problem of Futile Suffering I listened as an atheist admitted that the most difficult quandary for him in believing in God is the presence of pointless suffering. He could…
This article is part of a series that begins here. An outline can be found here. The death of Shemei Solomon looked at the man standing before his throne and…
This article is part of a series that begins here. An outline can be found here. The story of hiddenness Questions often have presumptions We all have heard that “there…
Things go bump in the night As a child, you may have woken up in the middle of the night with darkness all around you, and as the shadows creep…