I’m embarrassed to share this, but I sometimes have questions. Faith questions. The big world overwhelms me, and I melt under the noise of thousands upon thousands who seem to not even notice their creator. The masses move with certainty,
God didn’t answer my prayers. Okay, I guess the appropriate way to write that would be God said no to my prayer. I really only prayed once, and no is an actual answer. (I forget that sometimes.) It seemed like
Life keeps chipping away at my hope. This past week, I rushed forward when I should have hit pause. Someone requested an online job interview, and I jumped on it despite the feeling of something not being right. After the
Don’t Bumble Your Humble I really messed up. It was one of those mistakes that makes you question a lot of things. And irony of ironies, my last blog was about getting a do-over. Little did I know I’d be
If you’re going to be a warrior, you’re going to need to know how to move your bed. My first week of warriorhood has been less than stellar. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not rethinking my word for the year.
Your stories can bring life and hope into someone else’s darkness. There’s this nagging question thing that keeps slowing me down. I’ll be going along minding my own business, and then BAM! it’s all over me making me wonder about
No God. No hope. Mankind is doomed. That’s the message of the new Avengers movie. The movie doesn’t come right out and say it. Well, except for the “mankind is doomed” line, but it does illustrate man’s hopeless state
When questioning faith leads you nowhere, maybe it’s time to turn the struggle over to someone else. Sometimes the struggle slows us down. Sometimes our hope fails. Sometimes life feels heavy and won’t let up. And sometimes questioning faith
I read an article today about Joseph Rojas. He’s the front man for the band Seventh Day Slumber. God rescued him from death’s door after he had tried to kill himself by overdosing on cocaine. Rojas described experiencing the consuming
I don’t really use the word hallowed very much, do you? When I do use it, it’s usually in conjunction with something old. In my little world, the use of the word hallowed is mostly reserved for dusty old
