Valerie Locklair completed an undergraduate degree in Information Technology at Concordia University Wisconsin. She is a Fellow of the International Academy of Apologetics, Evangelism, and Human Rights in Strasbourg, France, where she also earned the Diploma of Christian Apologetics. Her areas of interest include apologetics for the next generation and connecting the defense of the faith to different branches of knowledge.
“How can there be a God who is both perfectly good (and therefore opposed to evil) and all-powerful (and therefore capable of eradicating evil), when the world displays the presence of evil on so many levels
“What do you desire?” King Moonracer squints down at the motley crew before him. A strange looking elf, a bearded prospector, and a red-nosed reindeer are gathered before his throne to humbly petition him for their dearest wish.
It should have been the greatest moment in his career—no, in his life. It should have made him a household name, a legendary hero that children would pretend to be and adults would point to as the mark of true success.
Since I was old enough to form letters, I have been writing. I drew pictures and colored, too, and I even plunked away at a piano every now and again, but mostly I wrote. I wrote pages and pages of stories about anything I wanted, and it was glorious.
One of my favorite movies is Christopher Nolan’s Inception. It’s nearly impossible to synopsize, but the premise is that main character Dom Cobb has the ability to enter people’s dreams, and this ability enables him to engage in a high-stakes, intellectual heist.
I can still remember the look on his face. We had connected at a conference and, upon hearing that I was interested in apologetics, too, his eyes lit up.
In The Return of the King, J.R.R. Tolkien pulls out all the stops to describe what it was like to be in the presence of the once-crownless king.
What comes to mind when you hear the word "peace"? A mountain vista, a misty morning, or a calm sea at dawn? The scent of clean laundry, a gentle spring rain, or the soft glow of Christmas lights? It’s a deeply personal, quiet confidence that we are going to be okay.
I’m sorry.That title up there? That’s called click-bait—a cutesy way to set you, the reader, up for a bait-and-switch. The title is just absurd enough that those who disagree with it are opening their inboxes to fire off a polemical rebuttal