Sweet Relief From Spiritual Constipation
Are you spiritually constipated? What kind of question is that? It’s one worth asking, especially if doubts and misgivings about your faith plague you and cause you to become spiritually plugged up. In the sermon below, I draw on Chapters 7 and 12 of my book, Escaping the Mortal Cage,
Two Years With a Monster
I wish we could say that’s a wrap, nightmare over, all done with this crazy nonsense that has afflicted us these last seven hundred and thirty days, but that’s not our reality. As a family, we have never done anything in half measure, so why should it be
My First Journey to Middle Earth Wasn’t Very Pleasant; Why did I struggle to like Tolkien?
I avoided it for decades. I had a bad feeling about it. It’s not my genre, I said to myself. It’s not my thing; I’m not going to like it. But as the years passed, the pressure of friends and family mounted. They told me this is a
The Roar Says It All
The eruption rivals that of a volcano. Our verbal explosion of euphoric joy shoots out of us like pyroclastic flow. We are the champs three seasons running, but this year new teams join the league. Teams bigger and stronger than us. The pressure builds as we are
Eagles, Addiction and a Spider-Light Sky
“Is he doing to be ok?” I ask “Yes, he will be just fine,” responds a mousy little man with an effeminate voice and hair creeping out around a toque matted down on his head. I have my doubts; a balding man with teeth
