Slow, honest writing about faith, grace, and the long road home. New entries each week.
Sometimes the problem is not that God is silent. Sometimes we are just too crowded inside to hear Him. We treat prayer like a vending machin…
Sometimes the problem is not that God is failing to answer. Sometimes we are so fixed on the exit door that we miss the room He is currently…
Sometimes we treat prayer like a frantic 911 call instead of a lifelong rhythm of intimacy. We approach the throne room with a list of deman…
Sometimes the problem is not that God is silent. Sometimes we are simply too crowded inside to hear Him. We live in a world of constant noti…
Sometimes the problem is not that God is silent. Sometimes we are simply too crowded inside to hear Him. We live in a culture that demands i…