I’ve lived long enough now to see something that troubles me. I’ve met a lot of Christians in my lifetime. Real ones. People who love God. People who pray. People who read their Bibles. People who would tell you without hesitation that Jesus Christ is their Savior. And I believe them. But I’ve also noticed…
Holding the Line With God in an Age of Noise
Some mornings I wake up and it feels like the world has already been running for hours without me.
Before my feet even hit the floor, I can feel it. The tension in the air. The heaviness in the chest. That sense that something is…
