The Sufficiency of Jesus in Shameful Memories
I was returning to the place of my greatest single offense against God.
In 1995, in the Intensive Care Unit of Children’s Hospital, I took a look at my 3-month-old son and concluded that God was strong, cruel, capricious, wicked.
God has rescued me from those thoughts back when I didn't really know him. But last week, I was walking down the same hall in the same hospital knowing I…Continue Reading