My friend is married. In a flood of mixed emotions, I found myself back at the essential question I posed in my last blog: Do I believe that there is more happiness in following Jesus than in being married? I found myself crying to God with the words of the father of the possessed boy... Continue Reading →
Somewhere along the path, I side-stepped having a normal life. I didn’t do it on purpose, and I don’t even know how it happened. Sometimes I think that if I could figure out where I went wrong, I might be able to do something to change it. Of course, there is really no such thing... Continue Reading →
What Am I Doing?
To blog or not to blog? That is the question. At its core, isn’t a blog a soliloquy? The longer I keep this blog, the more I ask myself what I am doing. I ask God that, too. Right around the first of the year, I knew that my WordPress subscription would be renewing, and... Continue Reading →