born and raised twice in the bay, I preach Jesus and him crucified
Picture this: a river, shimmering like crystal, flows straight from the throne of God and the Lamb. On its banks, the Tree of Life stands tall, producing fruit every season and offering leaves for the healing of nations. Revelation 22:1–5 paints a breathtaking scene that stirs the imagination and fills the heart with hope. But... Continue Reading →
By nature, I am a skeptic. I am slow to believe grand claims without evidence and quick to question narratives that seem too tidy or sensational. Whether it is news headlines, history books, or whispered conspiracies, I approach it all with a raised eyebrow and a cautious mind. This is not because I enjoy doubt... Continue Reading →
Over the past few years, conversations about masculinity in the church have taken some troubling turns. It's not uncommon to hear claims that churches alienate men, stifle their leadership, or cater exclusively to women. These ideas aren't just floating around in quiet corners, they have been championed by well-known voices like Mark Driscoll, Doug Wilson,... Continue Reading →
Ever notice how easy it is to collect our old failures and disappointments, almost like trophies? I call it my "trophy case of shame." It's there in my mind, a case lined with memories and words I've heard over the years, each polished up and preserved. If you could see it, you'd find rows of... Continue Reading →
Imagine stepping into a bustling marketplace. Signs everywhere, voices calling, colors popping. But here’s the twist: you are not there to buy anything—they are there to buy you. This is where we are today. In 2024, advertisers in the U.S. alone are spending around $373 billion, all directed toward capturing our time, emotions, and, ultimately,... Continue Reading →
Phillip W. Martin 