Theology That Bites Back
Please note well: In case you were wondering, even though November is over, I will be publishing the rest of this book here, section by section. But if you can’t wait to see how it ends, you can order this book in hard copy, and the link for that is here. In addition, audio chapters …
Letter to the Editor: I greatly appreciate your ministry and have been blessed for years by your incisive analysis. I write out of concern for your comments on election fraud, which are uncharacteristically ...
“Near death, desolate, on the deep I floated,
How I came unharmed from that hostile brood,
How I lived to see light the Lord only knows.”
Introduction: It will no doubt be said, by some observers anyhow, that I can’t quite make up my mind. It will be said by others that I have adopted as my motto “the dwarves are for the dwarves,” and have taken to shooting both Calormene soldiers and horses. And a third group will speculate that …
Please note well: In case you were wondering, even though November is over, I will be publishing the rest of this book here, section by section. But if you can’t wait to see how it ends, you can order this book in hard copy, and the link for that is here. In addition, audio chapters …
Our local Chamber of Commerce sent out some funeral invitations that we received in the mail today, an example of which you can see posted to the right. Instead of a cheery Christmas card, or anything that might resemble a cheery Christmas card, they sent a picture of downtown Moscow, shrouded in black, and emblazoned …
“Then I saw sea-cliffs, the shore of the headlands,
Those windswept walls. Wyrd often delivers
The doughty and daring if dauntless he stands.”
Please note well: In case you were wondering, even though November is over, I will be publishing the rest of this book here, section by section. But if you can’t wait to see how it ends, you can order this book in hard copy, and the link for that is here. In addition, audio chapters …
“A woven war-short, worked with gold,
Covered my courage, encasing my heart.
A sea-dragon dragged me down to the deep bottom,
Pinned and pinioned, my point finally reached him . . .
My battle blade served me, I bested them all.
My sword-feast, their sorrow, the suffered my blows,
Dark things from the deep who would devour me happily.”
