My last post shared what I’d never confessed to my Sunday school teachers: I used to hate reading the Bible. But then I prayed for God to help me desire His word. I realized I couldn’t love the Author of Life …
I Hated That I Hated the Bible
When I raised my hand to declare that I disliked — no, hated — the Law, I surprised even myself. It was at a retreat discussion about Pslam 19 which describes the Law as sweet like honey. To me, the …
I Am a Prodigal Son
My favorite Jesus-told parable is the prodigal son — the lost (and found) son. It’s a vivid illustration of the brokenness of man and grace of our Father. It’s the story that influenced my return to God’s arms. The story in …
It’s Time to Reboot
Sometimes a blog becomes a source of guilt. This beloved site that pulled me through the most difficult season of my life has now gathered (pixel) dust. I tried rebooting a few times, but I dunno… It’s time, though. As …
Brad Strikes Back
I’m dead-beat. Bone-tired. Wasted. But I ain’t dead-dead and I ain’t lung-tired. And with my lung transplant, I guess you could say I’m recycled, rather than wasted. Maybe these jokes don’t make sense. I am exhausted, after all. My glasses …
Springs of Various Sorts: Gratitude for Transplantation
2016 was war. 2017 was peace. 2018 is euphoria.
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Looking Good vs. Feeling Good
Not a big fan of my looks, but the spirit is more important.
