The Unpredictable Sting of Illicit Sex.
The young man down the street corner never imagined he would end up like a bird, with a pierced liver, fighting for his life, in
The young man down the street corner never imagined he would end up like a bird, with a pierced liver, fighting for his life, in
For more than a decade, I have always lived with a tension resulting from trying to reconcile what I read in God’s word and what I see in God’s world.
This platform is an aggregation of reflections resulting from that discord.
By God’s grace, until the sweat lies cold on my brow, I hope to enter his glory satisfied that his word was not only the lamp to my feet, but a lamp to others’ feet too.
Others like you.
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