After getting some pretty hefty slag from a few of my fellow Liverpool FC supporters regarding my concern about the appropriateness of utilizing God’s name as a nickname for a mere mortal (former Striker Robbie Fowler is called “God” by many LFC fans), I started to think about what actually drives a lot of…
NOTE #1: This article is not in any way meant to be taken as the end-all apologetic for the existence/non-existence of God. Frankly, I think God does a good enough job showing that He exists all by Himself and He doesn’t need my feeble defense. All that I intend to illustrate in this post…
This is a rather lengthy piece. So, in an effort to hopefully shorten it a bit by creating a common starting point, here’s a silly metaphor as an introduction: In a large American city was a church with an innovative and captivating minister. The minister had grown the church over a couple of decades…
My heart hurts. It doesn’t really matter why; it just does. It’s a feeling with which all of us are familiar because we live in a fallen world. I am sure that you know it well: The weight of the world seems for a moment to rest, Atlas-like, upon your shoulders. The crushing pain…
The oft-wrong and perpetually-biased New York Times recently (14 Jan 16) ran an article entitled “Anglican Church Disciplines U.S. Episcopals Over Gay Marriages.” The article both misunderstands Christianity and misrepresents the “discipline” laid out by the Anglican Communion (neither of which is necessarily surprising from the NYT). These are two things that I’d like to…
I’ve made the case (or at least mentioned it) many times before on this blog about how human nature is inherently broken. We are NOT inherently good. When we were conceived, we were wrapped in a fallen flesh. Don’t get me wrong, we aren’t born with sin already on us, but we ARE born in…
Half-asleep, I slapped my hand onto my phone to shut off the alarm and then – sighing heavily – rotated my body on the fulcrum that is my butt to put my feet flat on the floor. As lucidity first began stabbing through the sleep-fog in my brain, all I could think was, “I…
