Questioning hell When I first heard the gospel, it was good news. Everybody was going to hell where there would be eternal, unbearable punishment…wait, here’s the good part: I didn’t have to go if I didn’t want to. I could have a free ticket out. Yes, please. Sign me up. I was eleven years old….
My Immortality
In literature, you often see a closing image that highlights or completes the opening image. It can be for good or for bad. It brings the theme full-circle. Sometimes it’s forced and cliche, especially in movies. But when it’s done well, you feel a sense of completion that you can’t always put your finger on….
Unquestioning Obedience
I think I always trusted that you could wrestle with God, but felt there was a warning, or at least a caveat. If you wrestle with him, you’ll come away with a limp. So, if you want the easiest life, just trust him implicitly. I remember a time when I felt uncomfortable and said to…
The Things That Are God’s
I’m not thinking of taxes, yet. I will be in a few weeks when I sit down to organize everything. I’m just thinking about how much I love the interaction between Christ and the political/spiritual leaders who tried to trap him in his words regarding taxes. In Mark 12:13-17, they asked if it was lawful…
Oh the Molehills I’ve Died Upon
I believe there are mutually exclusive truths about God. I just don’t accept that humans have all the details—or that we will have them this side of eternity.