I recently visited the Ashmolean Museum in Oxford and ran into this intriguing sculpture of Satan. He was sitting on a rock eating his nails; was it a sign of anxiety? What could be bugging the devil? I thought of Job, especially the way God enticed the devil towards him. Why would anyone want to…
The confession of the seventh day
There are times in our lives when silence is the best medicine. Think about it: how good it is to enjoy some peace and quiet, nothing to explain, no need to answer a thing, no questions asked, no comments or apologies. You see, these things can drain you mental disposition to serve God. There are…
Where were you?
Have you ever imagined what would have been like to sit and watch the day when God laid the foundations of the earth? In fact, that makes me think whether was there anybody around watching it other than the three persons of the Trinity. Indeed, there is not much to be said about it considering…