Slow, honest writing about faith, grace, and the long road home. New entries each week.
Sometimes the problem isn't that God is distant. The problem is that we are too crowded inside to hear Him. We treat the Christian life…
Sometimes the problem is not that God is silent. Sometimes we are just too crowded inside to hear Him. We treat the Bible like a vending mac…
Sometimes the problem is not that God is silent. Sometimes we are simply too crowded inside to hear Him. We treat prayer like a vending mach…
Sometimes the problem is not that God is silent. Sometimes we are too crowded inside to hear Him. We treat the throne of grace like a vendin…
Sometimes the problem is not that God is silent. Sometimes we are simply too crowded inside to hear Him. We often treat hearing from God lik…
Sometimes the problem is not that God is silent. Sometimes we are too crowded inside to hear Him. We come to prayer with a shopping list of…
Sometimes, the loudest prayers in a house are the ones that never leave the room. We often treat God like a cosmic vending machine, hoping t…
Sometimes the problem is not that God is silent. Sometimes we are too crowded inside to hear Him. We treat our walk with God like a schedule…
Not every unanswered prayer is a sign of hidden sin. Sometimes, the problem is not that God is silent, but that our hearts are too crowded w…