Intimacy with God for the Overchurched Blog
I once said to my grandma, “I wish Jesus would come back.” It wasn’t during a trial. I think I was just feeling the irritation of living. I had a bill due, or something equally inconsequential. She said, “Yes, I hope so too. But, not yet.” I was shocked. Maybe even a little worried that…
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….