In the fall of 2007 I concluded that I had not been much of a husband to Sarah in that I was not relentless, but only sporadic in praying for her
The title of today’s musing comes from the a Jars of Clay song from the album Good Monsters,
Sin doesn’t let us see what is.
When the spider of Godless thinking sinks her fangs into our minds and releases her poison, our brains soften, and we become capable of all sorts of intellectual foolishness, not to mention depravity.
“Guys with tiny penises lack true manhood.” So said the nasty email I received today.
While out walking this morning I thought about the problem we have in the Church with being people in real community, people who really care for one another,
Is abortion one of the most devil-ridden enclaves in the human heart, and therefore an area that is most violently protected by the evil one?
Just finished a seven week session teaching six year old boys and girls soccer
“There is no use talking to you on the telephone about religion, because your belief is so ingrained that nothing else counts in your mind, and nothing else is accepted.”
Sunday morning, October 7 at 5:00am, a friend of mine lost his fight with cancer but won his ultimate freedom.