Like many of you, I’ve often heard folks say something along these lines: “Well, in Biblical times things like that used to happen, but not anymore.” More often than not, we use the phrase “Biblical times” in our conversations to denote some particularly miraculous time or event in Biblical history such as the flood, the exodus from Egypt, the halting of celestial bodies, or Jonah’s being swallowed by a great fish.

While I’ve always enjoyed writing, it wasn’t until after my father passed away that I truly took up my pen and got to work.

L.M. Montgomery’s novel Emily of New Moon was the required reading of my undergrad that, quite possibly, excited me the very least. How could the misadventures of a young girl on Prince Edward Island possibly compare to the heroic heights of Beowulf or the literary—and ocean—depths of Moby Dick?

Over the course of the last year, I’ve taken on the labyrinthian task of dipping my toes into the murky depths of church history.

Fresh out of university, famed author and conservative commentator William F. Buckley Jr. penned God & Man at Yale: The Superstitions of ‘Academic Freedom.’ Though he was only twenty-five at the time and would go on to author many other books, God & Man at Yale remains Buckley’s most widely recognized work. In it, he dismantles “the extraordinarily irresponsible educational attitude that prevailed at his alma mater” during the 1950s.

Though my grandmother didn’t speak much English, I loved her very much. More importantly, I knew that she loved me even more than could be imagined—no words in any language were needed to convey that reality. While my grandmother passed away some time ago,—almost fifteen years now—she remains in my memory as one of the warmest, kindest, and sweetest souls that I’ve ever known.

Several years ago, Jordan Peterson appeared on the rather popular Lex Fridman Podcast. In no time at all, a discussion arose between the two men regarding their favorite author—the great Russian writer, Fyodor Dostoevsky. Their conversation was narrowing in on this point: which of Dostoevsky’s novels can rightfully claim the title as the greatest book ever written, Crime and Punishment or The Brothers Karamazov?

While no one has had a perfect childhood, many of us had a good childhood—even a great one. I, for my part, had a great childhood.

Yesterday my sister married the love of her life in Kitwe, Zambia. Cheyenne, the oldest among my three younger sisters, had first met...

The dark night of the soul—have you tasted those bitter waters, believer?

I only met Steve Lawson once, but the memory of our meeting has cast a long shadow in my memory—particularly in light of recent events.

Just as a piece of literature should tell us something about its author, or a timepiece its architect, so too does creation reveal its...

Many years ago, a large African-American man was riding the Detroit city bus on route to some destination of his.

On the second of May 2011, the United States military conducted “Operation Neptune Spear” in Abbottabad, Pakistan.

Have you grappled with the fact that our world is one born out of the most curious of all possibilities?