I know the purpose of life is not to be happy. In fact, the question “does that make you happy?” really irks me because the answer doesn’t matter. The New Testament clearly tells us Christians won’t be happy. We’ll be persecuted and knocked down and put in prison and that’s how it’s supposed to be.…

I had not been born into a Christian family? My parents are Christians. My dad is a preacher. Both sets of my parents’ parents were/are also Christians, as well as my great-grandparents. One of my great-grandfathers was a preacher. My grandfather is, or at least has been, an elder at his church. Does Christianity eventually…

Today we remember those who’ve fought for us in the United States military. They knew and know what they were or are fighting for: their country, its freedom and prosperity. Their mission is clear, and how valiantly they’ve completed it. It makes me wonder: what am I fighting for? We fight every day. We fight…

The angles of this questions, the directions it’s capable of going, the conclusions it carves avenues to are endless. So endless, I feel a bit overwhelmed, so I’ll limit myself to describing one particular encounter I’ve had with the debate. I’ll also talk more specifically about literature because it’s the art I’ve studied most and…

Curve ball. This is typically asked at the end of the calendar year but because this month marks the end of a series my community group at church has been doing, our group leaders are asking us to be prepared to answer this question this week when we meet and because it’s being asked of…

My planned blog post for this morning has been postponed for another time. I will instead talk about what everyone else is: the new of the death of Osama Bin Laden. For an hour last night, my eyes did not leave my television screen—as I’m sure yours didn’t either. When someone says the president has…