“This guy’s walking down the street when he falls in a hole. The walls are so steep he can’t get out. A doctor passes by and the guy shouts up, ‘Hey you. Can you help me out?’ The doctor writes a prescription, throws it down in the hole and moves on. …Read the rest!
Between cross fit kicking my tail tonight and taking a last-minute trip to celebrate my grandmother’s 89th birthday, my heart, brain, and body are a little tuckered out tonight. Too tuckered out to write about anything concerning theology or my baby girl. …Read the rest!
Can you imagine what Abraham felt like when God told him to go sacrifice his only son Isaac?
I try to put myself in his shoes from time to time while reading Genesis 22, wondering how I’d feel if I heard the voice of God telling me to take my 2-year-old son Moses up on a mountain, tie him up, pull out a knife and make him bleed until he breathed his last breath. I can imagine the sickness that would immediately punch my gut, the loss of breath, the need to run to the bathroom and throw up my lunch. I can imagine the instant tears, the wailing, the grief—then the weight of the world on my heart, reaching down to my core, knowing that the one person I want to protect more than anyone in the universe now needs saving. From me. …Read the rest!