Friends, enemies, and our redemptive instinct
Perhaps at the moment of murdering Goliath, David fathomed the extent of his desire, had understood the true scale of his own passion, and that something about ...
Perhaps at the moment of murdering Goliath, David fathomed the extent of his desire, had understood the true scale of his own passion, and that something about ...
I led the service and gave the sermon at my church last Sunday (July 17, 2022) and it seemed like something that would be useful to have saved somewhere other t...
To spell it out as plainly as I can, there is no longer a way to post online without the implied desire to grow and cater to an audience. Every social media pla...
First, the confession. In the flush of hoping to restart the blog last year, as opposed to this year, I wrote the following: For the record, I plan to read wha...
More than half of the books I read in 2021 appear to be nonfiction (tracking and math are not precise) which kind of surprised me. But I did have a goal of rea...
As I have probably mentioned before, despite having hundreds of books to read at home I have been unable to get out of the habit of going to the library and bri...