I lay in bed too tired to think, not knowing where to start — children, church, marriage, friends, my own soul? It had been a long time since I had talked to God about it all and I was at a loss at what to ask. The words came to mind as I struggled to …
My Baby Girl Smiled
(Reposted from Instagram) Men are afraid to have good thoughts of God. They think it is a boldness to eye God as good, gracious, tender, kind, loving. I speak of saints. They can judge Him hard, austere, severe, almost implacable, and fierce (the very worst affections of the very worst of men, and most hated …
Reflections On Knowing
At home, I have three living displays reminding me of the kind of knowledge at the heart of Christianity.
Keeping Heart 