It’s always delightful to revisit books from my childhood. There is a security, a wholesomeness, in extremely good children’s books that can be matched by very ...
“Faith is being exalted so high today that men are being satisfied with any kind of faith, just so it is faith. It makes no difference what is believed, we are ...
One of my favorite passages from C.S. Lewis' Mere Christianity is his first chapter on Faith, which has gotten me through many of my doubting periods. One of my...
One of the luxuries of winter break is having time to go to museums. Yesterday, I saw an exhibit of masterpieces borrowed from the Louvre. The two works that st...
Via exapologist, a paper by philosopher Erik J. Wielenberg which is essentially a response to various theistic criticisms of atheistic moral realism (or, more...
“Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be. Remind me that my days are numbered— how fleeting my life is. You have made my life no longer than the widt...
Over the holidays I sat down to read through George Lindbeck’s justly famous The Nature of Doctrine, published in 1984. Rarely can I remember a book stirring u...
Let me preface these thoughts by saying that I came back to Christian faith in a college Christian community and have been shown intense love over the past few ...
Be thankful.
Three days ago I went snowshoeing in the woods of northern Minnesota, where our family has a cabin on an island. We went out through the fresh dri...
A few weeks ago, I finished an incredibly long-take home final for one of my favorite classes: the Philosophy of Quantum Mechanics with Professor Ned Hall (I hi...