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Have you ever been surrounded by a crowd of people and yet felt so lonely, so empty and hollow that you felt like you would actually echo if you talked? I can remember feeling this way often when I worked as a bouncer in the night clubs. The same people would stroll in night after night...start...

When our human brains think that the only chasm between our knowledge and God's knowledge is quantity...we still haven't grasped what "infinite" means. We might be tempted to think that if there was a way for us to somehow travel the billions of trillions of miles in the known universe and to...

Some people enjoy flying…others are deathly afraid of it. Even though both are on the exact same craft…one’s faith in the plane allows them security and varying degrees of pleasure as they travel, the other’s faith is enough to have them on the plane…but with lesser degrees of security and joy....