God has gifted me with a large number of Atheists in my close friends and family. I don’t mean that sarcastically. They are sincerely a gift to me. There are authoritarian congregations where Christianity is not to be questioned in any aspect, and my understanding is that that if you’re not allowed to question the… Continue reading Answering an Atheist Question
Over dinner not too long ago a friend asked me why I love Jesus so much, and I had never stopped to ask myself that. Obviously, I love Jesus because he died on the cross for my sins, because he came to earth as a human and understands everything I’m going through, because he healed… Continue reading God and humans…a match literally made in Heaven
In my blog you will find many references to my best friend Michelle, but I haven’t ever just sat down and written about our friendship, so I’d like to remedy that here. I wish I could write something poetic, or a narrative style volume of our friendship, but thinking about her is still painful, so… Continue reading Who was Michelle?
In April of this year I went with a group from my church to a refugee camp in Reynosa, Mexico. I was only there for three days, but I came away completely changed by the experience. We spoke with dozens of people who had faced so many trials and sacrificed so much to travel to… Continue reading The Gates of Hell Shall Not Prevail
Emma Pearl Allbritton was the only grandparent I ever really knew. I called her “Grandma” and my cousin called her “Mema”. My Grandpa, James Allbritton, passed away in 1990 when I was seven, and my dad’s parents were both gone before I was born. My grandma died early in the morning on Tuesday, April 2, 2024… Continue reading About my Grandma
In the summer of 1998 I was between 8th and 9th grade. My mom heard of a Christian theatre seminar called Art Reach and though money was tight, my parents scraped together the tuition and sent me to it. The seminar was not age restricted, so, though I was only 14, I attended classes with… Continue reading What is “the valley of the shadow of death”? It’s life.
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