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When the Prodigal Son Relapses
“Come join the murder,” the black ravens of his heart cried. “Come join it again, old friend.” And so he did. The prodigal relapsed. Re-sinned. Re-destroyed his life. Would his father welcome him home this time? -
Unloving Ex-Sins and Laughing at Scars
Fourteen years ago, drowning in the muck of dark despair, in the middle of a life gone terribly wrong, I wrote in my journal, "I wonder how, once this is all over, how I’ll be, how I’ll turn out…” Now I know. -
God Doesn't Love Everyone the Same
Whoever you are, your Father loves you differently than he loves other people. You are more than a grain of sand in the vast desert called humanity. -
Three Hidden Hebrew Treasures in Psalm 23
These treasures show us that, no matter how well we think we know this poem, there’s always more layers to uncover.
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