Don’t Wait For Four Men To Carry You Into Church
May 26, 2021
Sundays used to mean rising early, hymnals, Sunday school offertories, and sumptuous meals cooked by my mum. Not any more. Well, not quite. The latter
Sundays used to mean rising early, hymnals, Sunday school offertories, and sumptuous meals cooked by my mum. Not any more. Well, not quite. The latter
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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