Monthly Archive: January, 2018

Fear not? It all depends.

What’s going on when people who needn’t fear death…do, and those who should fear it…don’t? A godly woman whose cancer has returned with a vengeance grips the rails of her hospital bed as… Continue reading

Stop! Look! Listen! Cry.

The baby was finally out, and with a relieved sigh the mother relaxed and waited for the doctor and nurse to do their evaluation. “Ten fingers? Check. Ten toes? Hmmm…only nine. Where is… Continue reading

Preach, brotha!

I know who I’ll be rooting for in this year’s Super Bowl. Provided they get there. But if their division-winning game last Sunday is any indication…they will. I like watching football, and always… Continue reading

I’m afraid it is your problem

I often get asked, what would change your mind? I don’t know. I don’t have to know. If there is a God, that God should know exactly what would change my mind and… Continue reading

Skeptical? Honestly?

“Evidence. I want evidence that there’s a God.” “In what form?” “I don’t know. But I’m not going to put parameters around it.”  Confession: I am skeptical about skeptics. I seriously doubt the… Continue reading

Slavery, submission, and sonship

This month I celebrate 31 years as a willing slave. Crazy, no? No, and this post from August of 2015 will explain why. When the 13 colonies declared their independence from Great Britain… Continue reading