Category Archives: Doubt

Glorify Jesus by Accepting His Blood-Bought Forgiveness

An Open Letter to My Guilt-Ridden Friend in Christ My friend, I truly have lost count of the number of times I have heard someone say the exact same thing (almost to the very word and order) that you expressed to me last week: “I know God has forgiven me, but I just can’t forgive

The Cross, the Switchblade, and the Empowering Love of the Father

Yesterday was Easter Sunday and, as usual, Christians all over the world celebrated the truly-distinctive mark of their faith, one of the most well-documented and attested historical events in all of antiquity, namely the resurrection of Jesus of Nazareth from the dead. In academic circles, no one seriously denies that Jesus was an itinerant Jewish

‘A Genuine Son of Israel’

In the early years of my faith, I approached the Bible as “a great religious book I ought to read” and, in many ways, there is truth in that statement. But with that mindset, it seemed disrespectful, in my mind, to question the meaning of Scripture. I was reading Great Truth, after all, God’s very

Letter to My Unbelieving Friend

Isaiah 29:13-14 (ESV) And the Lord said: “Because this people draw near with their mouth and honor me with their lips, while their hearts are far from me, and their fear of me is a commandment taught by men, therefore, behold, I will again do wonderful things with this people, with wonder upon wonder; and

The Truth About Us ‘Morons’

Several years ago, I started a routine where on most work days, I send out a brief text to the several young people – blood-related, blended family add-ons, and “other” – that at one or more times in our family history could reasonably be called “our kids.” (It’s complicated…) These texts almost always contain an

I’m a Doubter (Are You Too?)

We finished breakfast before our conversation ended. My friend shared a laundry list of doubts about God, Christianity, the Bible, science, philosophy, and world religions. His questions sprawled like trails in the wilderness. They crossed, connected, diverged. He wasn’t a skeptic, but a devout Christian leader. He wasn’t searching to abandon his faith, but to