Toward the Promise

My friends, I want to write. I want to play with words and all my ideas and make people think. I want to encourage people and prod them toward God. I want to get lost in the zone—I hope you know this for yourself—the zone, that locus of absorption where we mess about with the…
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It’s a bubble of tenuous safety in a whole world that feels incredibly less safe than it did a few months ago. 
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A long time ago I had a friend who insisted that he couldn’t trust himself at all; whatever he thought up would be suspect. His proof text was Jeremiah…
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May you likewise not quit, stay open, and find God untying your heart.
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Looking ahead, it is shocking that I might now review my scribblings and dreamings about endeavors I wanted to try but did not dare begin. Now I have…
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Well, here I am neck deep in my opportunity to practice what I preach about embracing the pain and trusting God with what I don’t understand. It’s such…
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I wanted to share John’s obituary… many of you have asked… In the meantime, thank you for all the love touches and kind words of support. They are…
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You've heard it. It's true.
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Toward the Promise

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