Gold And White Or Blue and Black: What #Dressgate Teaches Us About How We See God
“I just don’t see how anyone can’t see what I can see.” I heard that more than a few times this week, and wondered why it sounded so familiar. A few
“I just don’t see how anyone can’t see what I can see.” I heard that more than a few times this week, and wondered why it sounded so familiar. A few

The Bible says it, I believe it, and that settles it. You’ve heard that phrase before. You’ve read it on bumper stickers. You may have even said it a time

One day, a boy was walking through the town with his father, just as they did every Sunday morning. He so enjoyed their walks. The boy held his father’s hand as they traveled from

“I want blood.” “It’s time to nuke the whole damn area.” “We need to turn the Middle East into a parking lot.” “Burn every last one of ’em.” These aren’t
“I just don’t see how anyone can’t see what I can see.” I heard that more than a few times this week, and wondered why it sounded so familiar. A few

The Bible says it, I believe it, and that settles it. You’ve heard that phrase before. You’ve read it on bumper stickers. You may have even said it a time

One day, a boy was walking through the town with his father, just as they did every Sunday morning. He so enjoyed their walks. The boy held his father’s hand as they traveled from

“I want blood.” “It’s time to nuke the whole damn area.” “We need to turn the Middle East into a parking lot.” “Burn every last one of ’em.” These aren’t