A Vessel of Untold Horrors
We remember you.
Let the queen die in peace.
On Unbridled Passions
“Hard times create strong men.”
Unanswered prayers have become a humbling aspect of my Christian experience.
The weight of silver, in all its worth, can lead to death.
Please, for the love of your spiritual formation, stop reading yourself into the Bible.
A syringe was mentioned, numbing was discussed, the site of injection was determined, and a cold grasp felt.
For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses.
It doesn’t make sense to me now but it sure as hell did back then.
The shadow of the cross has not disappeared. It echoes through eternity.
“From that day on, I did not travel, meet or eat alone with a woman other than my wife.”
The Nazis were not the first to burn children. God’s people did so long before.
What a beautiful hope. A dream, almost, to live in a place where suffering no longer exists. We become immortal hedonists. At least that’s what some Christians make it sound like.
“Love them as yourself, for you were foreigners in Egypt.”
God Is Not Afraid of Your Pain
Did Jesus pay Satan a hefty ransom for humanity’s redemption?
Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.
We’re here to restore people to fellowship, not power, remember that.
Welp, that’s five years in Canada for us. Let’s see what happens in the next five!
Divine Justice is equally retributive and reparative.
What am I to you, World, but a passing stranger?
How plagued we are by this broken duality.
I launched this blog one year ago today.
Love your neighbor.
Bear one another’s burdens.
Where can a racist person live out their racist sentiments without the fear of public reprisal and invective?
Christ is a nigger.
I dedicate my one-hundredth blog post to my lovely wife.