God is a paradox. He is at once the God whose wrath cannot be escaped, and the God whose steadfast love unfailingly accepts and sanctifies us. But perhaps the paradox is not in God but in our fractured vision?Read More
Who do you ride for? Do you ride for the brand of the cross, or do you ride for yourself? It’s not a comfortable question to answer if you’re honest. The wilderness sings its siren song to us all.Read More
My spirit flags when darkness falls. Every evening I feel it, that creeping desperation slowly and inexorably invading my soul. Like death.... This is true, at the last, Death meets us all.Read More
“HOME” SMELLS LIKE DIESEL FUEL. It’s the smell of my father walking by my room in the dark hours of the morning, after being gone for days to run trains for the Santa Fe Railroad Company.Read More
I don’t need you.
It must be kind of thrilling to have everyone twittering like schoolgirls about how to make you like me. It must make you feel like you are the most significant, most misunderstood, most exciting generation to have ever lived.
But you aren’tRead More