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. We tremble and shrink back As discussed earlier (here), God has postponed the Day…
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…