The Quiet Face of Persecution

Nobody warned me that doing the right thing could feel so lonely. In high school there were things happening around me that I knew were wrong. Parties I was invited to that I declined. Situations I walked away from when everyone else stayed. Choices I made quietly, without making a big announcement about them, simply... Continue Reading →

The One Who Gets to See God

I don't know about you, but my motives are not always unmixed. I try to convince myself they are. I really do. But pride has a way of slipping in through the back door when I am not looking. And once it settles in, it affects everything. We are good at this, aren't we? Performing... Continue Reading →

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