
At times, we face circumstances through which we ask ourselves if God sees our struggle and the tension in our hearts. We may wonder if our cries reach His ears, or whether they fall short. It is an uncomfortable place where fears and doubts are prone to rage loudly against the truth that we have held close. When it is accompanied by feelings of weakness or brokenness, our souls ache for strength and comfort. We desire the presence of someone who will hold us up and lovingly support us through all we are enduring. During those moments, we can cling…

I have been taking time to pause and reflect on my views about Scripture and my beliefs about the nature of God. The goal was to challenge my presuppositions and increase my faith. In that, I have realized just how often and in what depth I interject myself into the Gospel as a major player within God’s sovereignty. Simply examining the statement that I could increase my faith in my own accord is contradictory to scripture. For by the grace given to me I say to everyone among you not to think of himself more highly than he ought to…

Reminders of God’s outstretched hands towards us are unceasing. It’s breathed into the depths of our beings. Evidence of this truth is found in the very fabric of this world. It’s in the way coursing water smooths the hardest stone. The jagged edges never pierce through the water. Nor does the water ever toss the defiant rock from its embrace. Rather, at an unnoticeable pace, the mutual existence and relational proximity bring about refinement. So, too, our rebellious hearts, rough and broken, never wound the transformative presence of God. As a man, our God was injured once before as He…