“A Spontaneous Lament”

Why are your people abused, persecuted and killed? Can't you protect them? I can, little child. Then do something. I did, my son.


Putting God to the Test in Prayer

If we are faithless, he remains faithful— for he cannot deny himself. - 2 Timothy 2:13 What does your prayer life look like when trouble comes? When hard circumstances come galloping over our horizon, everyone wants to have the prayer life of David: Dust off the harps. Go to our prayer closet. Recite the Valley... Continue Reading →

Hope for the Hurting

He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall... Continue Reading →

Suffering and the Wisdom of God

Life presents us circumstances that force us to ask, "Why?" We feel like Job. Devoted followers of Christ who just had the rug pulled out from under us. We shake our fist at God. "What have you done?" "None of this makes sense." "I deserve better." Remember what God said to Job out of the... Continue Reading →

What Submission is Not

A common, but often quiet difficulty in the Christian life is discerning how to have an appropriate response when faced with difficult circumstances or afflictions. When we read Scripture, we may sometimes get the sense that submitting to God's will in light of persecution came easy to apostles like Paul. But is this true?  We need... Continue Reading →

All Things Work Together For Good

My dear friend, I see the necessity of having, if possible, my principles at my fingers’ ends, that I may apply them as occasions arise every hour. We know that all things work together for good to those who love God — to those who are the called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28. Certainly, if my... Continue Reading →

Freedom in Jail

I wrote a poem from Paul’s perspective inspired from Philippians 1:12–14. I’m not a poet, but I thought I’d share. I miss the glimpses of nightly stars; Morning and evening pass without me. Three walls of stone and a wall of bars; Darkness is all I ever see. I’m still not used to the sounds... Continue Reading →

Socially Unacceptable: Grief Porn

A few days ago I was on my way to work, and during my morning commute I listened to a brief national news segment from one of the local radio stations. The daily segment typically features a story or two about whatever everyone was talking about the day before, another story about the government, and... Continue Reading →


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