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September 2, 2018

Word on the street was that Greg started a cult. 

The rumor began with someone I thought was a friend. A big name on the university football team, a go-to on the field — a hater behind my back. 

When I heard what he was saying, my first response was frustration. If the n...

August 13, 2018

She hardly knew what else to call it. Though more articulate than most, she could find no better word than homosexual.

Jonathan loved David “as his own soul” (1 Samuel 18:3). Jonathan’s love for David surpassed that of a woman (2 Samuel 1:26). Jonathan gladly stripped h...

August 5, 2018

While the past is an exquisite place to visit, it is a menacing place to live. 

The embittered wife, annoyed that the husband she married is not the boyfriend she once dated; the overbearing father desperate to relive his athletic career through his son; the young adult...

August 2, 2018

My dear Globdrop, 

You “regret to inform me” that your patient’s small group has laid down their forks, spoons, and gossip (momentarily) and have begun to read the Enemy’s book more consistently. Before you knew it, they began to trade meal time for “Bible time” and thi...

July 15, 2018

We sat alone, not a soul for miles. From a ridge in the cliff, we overlooked Lake Superior as waves beat against rock. We breathed the fresh air of solitude. I remember going back and forth with friends, Should I record it? What if she wanted to watch it later? What if...

June 13, 2018

“Do not worry, my friend,” he told me. “If God does as we have discussed, I trust that he will bring about something wonderful from it.”

Do not worry. The irony could not be more apparent. It was he, not I, that was headed home to a hostile country. It was he, not I, th...

June 8, 2018

Darkness is never so dark as when a redeemed soul isn’t satisfied in God. The richness of the Scripture has no taste. The preacher’s sermon deflects off fleshly armor. Prayers seem to be stamped, “Return to sender.” 

Distractions intrude the best attempts to have quiet...

June 6, 2018

While he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. (Luke 15:20)

He sat alone with pigs. 

Not long ago, he dressed in fine clothing, drank the finest wine, and laughed with what he called his friends. He smi...

June 5, 2018

While he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. (Luke 15:20)

He sat alone with pigs. 

Not long ago, he dressed in fine clothing, drank the finest wine, and laughed with what he called his friends. He smi...

June 3, 2018

He became a burden to his normal society. He moped about like a sad puppy, haunted by the bloody dagger of his murderous past. The crown now sat upon his head, but he was robbed of the pleasure to enjoy it. He wanders the pages of Shakespeare’s play as a ghoul, as one...

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