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A Resting Place for Hope

I suppose you could consider this poem a modern take on the book of Ecclesiastes. It is not all based on my life, but in some sense it is the story of every person. We all strive for satisfaction, and all of us have placed hope in things that fail to provide it. There is only one place where hope can rest secure and sure- One living hope that endures forever.

A Resting Place for Hope

I thought to put my hope in friends
To mold and shape me by their trends
In their acceptance I would glow
And on their shoulders place my woes;
As long as they were by my side
I could survive life’s bumpy ride.

But friends, so sad to see
Did not revolve ’round me
Fair weather types abound
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A Deceptive Abortion Experience

Emily Letts’ video of her “positive abortion experience” has gone viral. You can read about it here. What she may perceive as being positive, is in fact a potent example of the deceived putting forth darkness as light and deceiving others.

I have written half of a novel with the goal of shining a light on exactly this type of thinking. For various reasons I have set it aside for awhile, but this event has renewed my zeal to get back at it again. Emily Letts’ words reminded me so much of the following portion of my book, and so I have decided to share it, with hopes that this blatant deception might open eyes to the demonic and idolatrous beliefs that help fuel abortion mills.

A Deceptive Abortion Experience

The office greeted her with a warm blast of air and as she shed her winter coat a young, pretty receptionist offered a kind smile. Anna looked around the waiting area. A young girl with her mother and a solo middle aged woman with frizzy bleached hair sat silently. Neither looked visibly pregnant and for some reason that relieved her slightly. No one made eye contact. She fought a sense of shame at being there- not so much because she believed her plan was wrong, but because she felt like it was beneath her. This wasn’t something that should happen to an upstanding, moral person, of good family upbringing like herself. Something about being there made her feel cheapened.

After registering and taking a clipboard full of papers to fill out from the smiling receptionist, Anna took a seat. She filled in everything but the waiver, which she’d been instructed to wait and sign with the counsellor prior to the procedure. As she waited, her eyes wandered to a painting which took up an entire wall of the office. On a bright backdrop of purple, was the figure of a woman who appeared to be coming up out of a winding maze. Paused in the midst of dancing, her hair spun around her and her arms flew freely over her head.

Anna noticed a stack of pamphlets on the magazine table with that painting on the front and discreetly picked one up. Anna had always looked back on that moment with gratitude, considering it a defining moment in her life as she read the words:

“Every woman is a beautiful and unique child of the Universe, intertwined mysteriously with the divine. You have been endowed with grace, blessed with kindness, and granted the power to live, to love, and to choose your own path. “For Women’s Health” has had this picture painted on our wall in hopes that you can see yourself in this woman. No matter how winding or how many dead ends your path has been filled with, you alone have the power to free yourself. No one and no circumstance can stop you if you choose to embrace the powerful woman that you are. You have come here because you alone know what is best for you. As women, we reach out to those around us with tenderness and grace. Have you considered treating yourself with the same mind and the same acceptance? Today is yet another day to find empowerment within. Perhaps the choice to come here today was a hard one. We applaud your courage. Be kind to yourself and set your dreams before you. You alone are the author of your life. Live freely, move forward, and find that place where you can dance without reserve.” Continue reading

Without God, Without Hope

I’m going to share three stories with you from my pre-conversion high school days.

I was at a local punk rock show, throwing my fists aimlessly and thrashing in a blur of spiked bracelets and colored mohawks. It was circulating that someone I didn’t know wanted to fight me because they heard I had a black belt in karate. I found that to be enormously entertaining, so at the break I wandered outside to find this person. When someone pointed me her direction I approached her asking “So I hear you want to fight me?” I didn’t know that she was drunk. Within seconds her and her two friends were on me, dragging me around the parking lot by my hair and kicking me. There was nothing I could do, and I was laughing.
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The Terror of the Lord

Isaiah 2:19 “And people shall enter the caves of the rocks And the holes of the ground, from before the terror of the Lord, And from the splendor of His majesty, when He rises to terrify the earth.”

 We often hear the fear of God taught as “reverential awe,” and for Christians I think I understand why. The redeemed no longer fear judgement because we abide in God and His perfect love has cast out all fear of punishment (1John 4:16-18). But the same cannot be said of all those who are without Christ, for all who have not called on His name have the wrath of God abiding on them (John 3:36). To tell an unbeliever that the definition of fearing God is to stand in awe is a weakened and partial truth.

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Praise that Kills the Gospel

I’ve noticed a trend in some of today’s popular Christian music that disturbs me. There’s a song that’s been playing on our local “praise” station, where the artist sings his prayer to God: “Yeah, I want to believe, Jesus help me believe, that I am someone worth dying for.” In the end the artist turns to the listener and exhorts them “You gotta believe, ya you gotta believe, that you are someone worth dying for.” Continue reading

A Soul Satisfying Endeavour

Evangelism doesn’t always make me feel happy- but it usually does. There have been times when the seemingly impenetrable condition of someone’s heart has left me deeply grieved. The most vulgar individual I ever met was a Pastor’s daughter. I turned around after witnessing to her and immediately burst into tears, feeling shocked, mortified, and spiritually drained. But most often, my experiences haven’t been too difficult. Continue reading

Christian Hope and Freedom From Fear (Part 2)

Great Expectations and Freedom from Fear

 The prosperity gospel has impacted most of us more than we think, even us who recognize that it’s false. Too often, I find myself thinking that I “deserve” something from God. It is pride on my part to believe that God has to work my life out the way that I think He needs to. God’s plans for my life are higher and greater, with more lasting value than mine are, though He often uses painful means to accomplish His will and make us more like Christ. Continue reading

Let Love Be Genuine

Romans 12:9 “Let love be genuine.”

Sincerely Loving Others, Even our Enemies

It would be much easier to walk through this world not caring. There is a certain appeal to being a detached, impenetrable person, avoiding hurt and never feeling the pains of others. Loving others can hurt. Many times I have found myself saying “I wish I didn’t care so much.” Continue reading

Women: Come to Christ

Let me first say, this is written out of my grief, love and hope for women. You may see it differently and say it is hateful, harsh, and judgemental. Let me say this: “Whoever brings back a sinner from his wandering will save his soul from death and will cover a multitude of sins (James 5:20).”

I have often thought how I wished a Christian would have been honest with me when I was living in sin. How I might have been spared from sinning and heartache. Maybe I would have hated the person who warned me. Or, I may have repented sooner. I pray the later will be the case for you. Continue reading