A Generous God
God is so amazingly generous. I ask, he gives. Just like that. I worry; he counsels me in the night. He molds my very heart in his hands and instructs…
God is so amazingly generous. I ask, he gives. Just like that. I worry; he counsels me in the night. He molds my very heart in his hands and instructs…
“Where is your faith?” he asked them, and suddenly I realized that shrieking to Jesus to help me and having faith that he would take care of me were not…
Today, though, I choose to worship a God whose justice is beyond my understanding in all particulars but this one that my children have taught me: God is not mean.…
And so, I believe I’m wrong to expect disasters, which isn’t to say they won’t happen. But if they do, they won’t be payback, but rather — I try to…
Most of all, though, I need what I never realized I had all along: a perfect Parent in addition to my fallible earthly ones. A Father who honors me and…
It seems to me that I and most of the people I know have forgotten how to grieve like this — not only for others but for ourselves. We have…
Through reading literature, you see, I coexperience others’ struggles and occasional joys. Great literature grows me. — Patty Kirk, Confessions of an Amateur Believer, p. 75
There is no story without conflict, I tell would-be story writers. Universal truth is ratified, in literature as in life, not through a character’s mere mindless affirmations of it but…
Being in God’s presence is all about following after him through destruction and turmoil and discovering his treasures in the secrecy and darkness of our struggling hearts. — Patty Kirk,…
And yet, paradoxically, during those years of struggle, not believing in him, not seeing him, having no faith at all, I nevertheless felt him there. He was present in my…