Come, Before The World Consumes You Whole
Come, Before The World Consumes You Whole by Donavon L Riley The Church stands like an old, weathered harbor, carved out of time and stone, waiting for those weary souls…
The Cross Cuts Through All That Noise
The Cross Cuts Through All That Noise by Donavon L Riley We can follow the way of the needle and spoon, that path that ends in a motel room where…
The Absurd Falls Away
The Absurd Falls Away by Donavon L Riley The only remedy for absurdism lies at its root: we must become Christians. Albert Camus, in his grim honesty, recognized the stark…
Prayer Is Not Just A Weapon
Prayer Is Not Just A Weapon by Donavon L Riley Brothers and sisters, the real war we’re fighting is not one of flesh, but of the Spirit. The enemies that…
Refusal to Play The Game
Refusal to Play The Game by Donavon L Riley Brothers and sisters, the enemy crouches at the edge of your life, like a wolf waiting for a moment of weakness.…
Stand, Even When Standing Feels Like Falling
Stand, Even When Standing Feels Like Falling by Donavon L Riley The prince of the underworld, the devil himself, rises like smoke from the depths, his host of demons swirling…
Something We’ve Forgotten How to Even Hope For
Something We’ve Forgotten How to Even Hope For by Donavon L Riley Jesus Christ did not come to simply ease our burdens or to smooth out the rough edges of…
The Real War Is Not Out There
The Real War Is Not Out There by Donavon L Riley When the battle tightens its grip and the weight feels like it’s crushing your very bones, that’s when you…
Further Into The Void
Further Into The Void by Donavon L Riley True reality—raw, untamed, and holy—was never meant to be found in the armchair’s soft embrace or the stockpile of wealth that does…
The Mad Dance We’ve Known So Long
The Mad Dance We’ve Known So Long by Donavon L Riley Men murder each other for crumpled bits of paper, scraps of currency that we’ve convinced ourselves hold the key…