“He massages people’s feet
as he washes away the dirt
and the stench of the street.
He walks with those who suffer
and suffers when those who suffer
go astray.”
This is the Rabbi
who inspires closet skeptics
to “come-out” and pray.
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Aretaics and arts were never meant to exist separately from one another. They were meant to overlap (not just on paper but in our own lives) and be an example or an apologetic for others to witness.
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Enjoy this video (INDIGNANT) about spiritual warfare. The character I play is a representation of anyone who has been touched by evil and has had his/her innocence and identity stolen from him/her. If you enjoy it, please leave a message on YouTube. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OuuPTxVGTiU&t=31s Thanx!
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This is a unique conference that marries rational apologetics to imaginative apologetics, the art of defending truth claims and the art of creatively expressing truth claims.
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Yes, My Friends, This multi-faceted, multi-challenging, multi-year project is finally complete. With 120 poems, 70 prose, and 10 short stories–that will simultaneously stretch and encourage you–From the Ashes We Rise is a literary force to be read and reckoned with. This book seamlessly weaves Arts and Apologetics all throughout its 556 pages. See why From…
Call me “Driftwood.”
I’ve been all around the world,
offering my flesh as a sacrifice
to the highest bidder—
a loved-starved sinner—
stretching my skin
and my limbs and my sins
till their breaking point
to fashion a sunburned sail—
a jib unlike any other headsail—
pulled up high-and-tight
by my lustful entrails.
“…or we can explain further
that story gives truth meaning
like Aesop’s fables
and Lewis’s Narnian Chronicles
or better yet
think of Christ’s agrarian parables
that strum the soul
on a spiritual level
with a celestial harp of gold
and hands of clay that bleed when cracked.”
Godspeed
if you’ve dropped your keys,
hat or hash pipe
into the “rabbit hole”
of delusive fantasy,
whirling and writhing down
an eternal abyss of insanity,
further and further away
from the drain of objective reality.
Our reassurance
is His willingness
to be caught in the cross hairs,
a red dot
at the intersection
of an atoning fare
and a predetermined time-slot.
Does Scripture—
the Rosetta Stone
of what sinners’ call “fire and brimstone”—
employ fear tactics of emotional control?