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There are moments in history that never truly leave us. For Daniel, Jerusalem was not simply a city. It was memory, identity, loss, and hope woven together. Though he had lived in Babylon for decades, his heart still turned toward the place where God had first called His people. In Scroll V – Jerusalem Remembered,…
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Of all the lines in Fifteen Mornings with the Prophet, this remains my favorite. Not because it is the most elaborate. It is only eleven words. Not because it offers an easy answer. In fact, it does the opposite. It acknowledges something we would often rather avoid: sometimes faith does not keep us from entering…
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When I first published Fifteen Mornings with the Prophet, my goal was simple. I wasn’t trying to build an online author home—I simply wanted to write a good story. Then another. And another. For a while, I thought an author’s website was little more than an online bookstore—a place where visitors could learn about my…
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There is a moment in the story of Nineveh that we rarely consider. Not when Jonah preached. Not when the city repented. Not even when judgment was spared. But later. Much later. When the city had forgotten. In Nineveh, Remembered, the people do not rediscover Jonah through scrolls or scholars. They remember him through a…
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When I first published the novellas in the Prophets in Their Times collection, I chose covers that were brighter and more inviting. At the time, they felt right. But over time, something began to bother me. The stories of the prophets are not bright stories. They carry the weight of rebellion, exile, judgment, and grief.…
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One of the most misunderstood themes in the Old Testament is God’s use of pagan nations. When Babylon conquered Jerusalem, many assumed it meant God had abandoned His people or favored Babylon instead. Habakkuk struggled with the same question. How could a holy God use a nation even more wicked than Judah? The answer is…
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Some songs are carried lightly. They rise from joy, gratitude, or the simple pleasure of being alive. Others are carried with trembling. Habakkuk’s song belongs to the second kind. It does not emerge from a world that has suddenly become safe or understandable. The prophet has looked directly at violence, injustice, and the apparent silence…


