For anyone who has faithfully read or listened to the late R.C. Sproul over the years, then you would know it is no exaggeration on my part to say that the man was a storyteller. Indeed, R.C. seemed able to pull from his deep proverbial pocket a story well-suited for almost any and every theological concept.

In my pride, I once thought that only a miracle had sufficient power to bring me to my knees before Christ. An event so utterly...

Walking and talking are lost arts. Whether done on their own or in conjunction, this fact remains: people no longer walk the way they used..