“How long this world will suffer, how long I will suffer… Do you hear my cries? Do you know the brokenness?”...

My trials and suffering feel like the squashing of color and blurring of lines to the point that my portrait isn’t the perfect and skilled mimesis of what the world expects. Yet, there is so much more depth, so much more character. ...

Even in this chapter, of this overwhelming book, we see how all of scripture is brought together to accomplish the same plan that has been laid out in the Bible all along. ...

Turns out, I may be pretty good at structuring a prayer, and asking for spiritual-sounding things, but this weekend God reminded me that I’ve also been pretty good at missing the point of prayer....

I don’t have to deny or hide my weakness because the beauty of them is they point to a God who promises to make me new....

When I realized a few months ago that Easter fell on April 1 this year, I initially saw it as incongruous - the high point of the Church calendar juxtaposed with the a day of playful trickery. ...

Despite the fact that Jesus literally states in the verse that he will be with us “always, to the end of the age,” I often feel alone when confronted with the idea of trying to share the Gospel. ...

As broken as this earthly existence can be, there are eternal promises that break through and transcend the brokenness....

Much like the city of Pergamum, I followed the only way I had known, and in doing so I had no compass for my life......

Even in the midst of our hardships in this life we can feel the Lord drawing us near to himself. ...