Our eyes quickly shut, resuming an imagined reality. Life goes on, wasting away until the next abrupt awakening, when we will again glimpse the gospel.

But if our life is solely defined by spiritual isolation with Him, we will quickly find ourselves not walking with Christ at all. 

It sounds heretical, but as one who despised the very nature of reading, nothing was as uninteresting as the Bible.

Though my gross lie is believable, it’s obvious the deceit doesn’t fool her.

Splash. A flawless arc draws my gaze away from the rim to glance at my surroundings.

Being chased by my dad in a South German field, my feet gave way and I toppled into the angry red coals of a dying bonfire.