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In my last post, I took a somewhat antagonistic stance toward the Bible and presented some of the problems inherent in proving its veracity. In this entry, I'll address why I still believe the Bible to be true. If you're looking for foolproof evidence of the truth of the Bible, you won't find it...

The point of examining my beliefs is not to examine every possible question that comes to mind. Christianity is a poor source for answers to certain questions like, "What brand of laundry detergent should I use?" "Should I as a Christian care about why the sky is blue?" As practical or...

A while back, I considered myself an agnostic because of what I call "the Inception effect." In the Christopher Nolan movie Inception, a character has doubts about what is real. It boils down to the question, "How can I know that the world I live in isn't just a dream?" In my agnostic...

As a writer, I have to know a lot more about my characters than I'll ever put on the page. I thought it might be fun to answer some of the questions I ask my characters. My goal here is three-fold: 1. See if I can eventually get to 1,000,000 questions. 2. Discover new questions for my...

It's been just over a year since my psychotic episode that nearly killed me. I'm still not entirely over it. In between the assurance of grace and the love God has shown me, I'm haunted by my old life. It's fear, irrational and foolish, but there none the less. But God is not an emotional...

I came home after two weeks to an apartment with all the "leftovers" from when the EMTs or whoever took me out. There was blood, and pills, and all the other "stuff" I'd left behind. All the mess didn't mean anything to me. It didn't jog any memories. I was alone, much as I had been before. My...

The wilderness is not a kind place. It can be beautiful, but hang around it long enough, and you'll either adapt to it or die. Humanity has gone from living in thatched huts and the like to modern houses because they've adapted, yet everyone ends up "returned to the earth" in the end. I had...

When a bomb goes off, its destructive power is only part of the damage. In the aftermath, rescue crews and repairmen will cause further damage to the site, in the effort to save lives and, well, repair the damage. When I was fifteen, one of the first "bombs" in my life went off (see "Into the...

I remember the first person I talked to at public school. She was a pretty brunette, with brown eyes and an olive complexion. I said hello and told her my name. She called me a retard. That same day, I was called a cripple, slow-poke, diaper boy, and moron. It went downhill from there. My...

I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal Lord and Savior when I was five years old. At least, that's what I was told. I've got a certificate of baptism to confirm it, but I only vaguely remember the event. I don't remember accepting Jesus into my heart at all. I wish I would have waited. See...

FADE IN. INT. A HOSPITAL DELIVERY ROOM - AFTERNOON It's Easter, 1985. ROB'S MOTHER is in a bed, sweat across her dark hair. She's in labor, though the pain has been dulled for now. A NURSE walks in, looking unhappy. NURSE We have a problem. Such would be the beginning of the screenplay of my...

Welcome to my Christian Forums blog. I'm Waddler, though you could call me Rob. I made my first profession of faith when I was five years old, and since then I've had quite the adventure. My life has taken me through a congenital disability, childhood abuse, addictions, doubt, mental illness...