If there is no objective truth or absolute moral law then human dignity, love, friendship all of these things we hold dear become social constructs, they don’t exist, except to make us feel better.
Tag: overcoming trouble
The Obligatory…..pt. 2
But lately, they had grown together like two trees that occupied the same place in the woods for so long that they entwined and you could no longer tell where one ended and the other began.
Only the Broken Heart
The lifestyle of love is the only lifestyle worth living, for as we define ourselves as lovers and we define everyone in our lives as our beloved, we find the true joy of the Divine.
Something Strange
You know what? You are the only one who knows what hurts your heart. You are the only one who can recognize the truth of what you are facing. And guess what? God cares.
Road Songs, Perspective pt. 3
Our joy dissolves into a puddle of tears at our feet. That stupid cartoon thundercloud hovers above our head. We snap at everyone or cry at the smallest emotional stimulus. And some stupid preacher tells us that it’s a matter of perspective. Don’t you just want to shoot that guy? But wait, he is just the messenger, and that message is a truth that will see you through.
Stormy Weather
A God who doesn’t love is not a boon to us, He would be our total annihilation! But Jesus, claimed to be God, and then loved us in a way no one had seen before. He showed us that God is love and opened a channel to Him as our Daddy (Abba) that all Hell, including our sin, could never close.
Passion Week, Saturday: Waiting in the Dark
Loss. Disillusion. Dissolution. The writers of the Gospels don’t spend ink telling us how they felt on Saturday. It was the Sabbath and nothing could be done,… Read more “Passion Week, Saturday: Waiting in the Dark”
An Open Letter to a Friend, Lost on the Road
I found the way to my destination and found my destiny along the path, like golden bread crumbs left by another weary traveler.
Rhyming Dictionary
There are times when the picture is fuzzy, the plot doesn’t make any sense, your heart is broken and you can’t even find the right word to complete the last stanza with a beautiful picture and a fitting rhyme.
This Body of Death
(Warning: Lot’s of So’s in this piece, so turn off your inner editor!) I have always believed in life after life; eternal life if you will, or… Read more “This Body of Death”
Doodles, Scribbles, Hums and Notes 