Unsolicited thoughts on faith, family, firefighting, and just about anything else that seems relevant at the time. You were once one of my closest friends. You were once my trusted mentor and benefactor. You were once someone who preached the Gospel with a fierce and captivating passion and purity. I longed for deeper meaning than the trite, mainstream Christianity-lite I was experiencing.

Asymp; Leave a comment. Or maybe like the mystical gods it resides in the sun, or deep in the earth? But what does this great something do? You say it has power, but what kind of power? Yet fo.

It happened about 30 years ago. It was a Saturday and I was planning my suicide the following Monday. The only way it would work, I decided, would be if I stabbed myself in front of the altar. While I died, I would beg God for forgiveness. St Peter Claver Church was the church my family attended and where I planned to commit suicide. Above the altar is a giant cross, and it was to this that I planned to beg mercy from. I went to college and my first semester I ran into a n.

In Latin, Scriptor Deus means writer for God. As author of this blog, I write firstly for God, to honor Him, praise Him and give my own perspective of His working in the world and my life.

See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God. About a year and a half ago I experienced my first saga with depression. In fact, I rarely write about things I do not understand. Depression is one of those things. Writing has always been that escape for me.