In Judges 18, Micah's dreams go up in flames.
Judges 17 is a short chapter, but it doesn't need many verses to tell us one of the strangest stories in the Bible thus far.
There is nothing too small to do for God.
Trusting others has gotten more and more challenging.
If God can love Samson, a violent, spoiled, sneaky man-child, then can He love me, an unhealthy, addicted, lazy hypocrite?
Sometimes I doubt. Sometimes my faith is shaken. Sometimes I wonder if I could be wrong.
Did our lives have meaning or did we convince ourselves that they did?
Why didn't God step in before Jephthah killed his daughter?
The Israelites tried and ultimately failed. What did they do wrong? How can we avoid their mistakes?
"Be sure your sin will find you out." It sounds superstitious. It sounds false. Is it?