The Letters
Dear P, You Have Been Forgiven Much. So Love Much.
An unnamed woman wept at Jesus' feet while a Pharisee questioned her presence. Yet Jesus saw something remarkable in her actions: a love flowing from forgiveness. In this letter to my daughter, I reflect on Luke 7 and my prayer that she will live a life marked by the love of Christ.
Dear P, Why Faith Alone Matters
What does it mean to be saved by faith alone? In this Reformation Day letter to my daughter, I explore the faith of Abraham, the promises of Christ, and why the Reformers believed our justification rests upon Christ's righteousness rather than our own good works.
Dear E, Why Scripture Alone Matters
As Reformation Day approaches, I want to explain to my daughters one of the convictions that has shaped my Christian faith: Sola Scriptura. What does Scripture Alone actually mean, and why do Protestants believe the Bible holds a unique authority over the church and its traditions?
Dear Daughters, When Enough Is Never Enough
Why is it that no matter how much we have, we always seem to want more? In this letter to my daughters, I reflect on the restlessness of the human heart, a forgotten water bottle at the park, and what Psalm 63 teaches us about finding satisfaction in God.
Papa, did God already know that Adam would sin?
One evening, my six-year-old daughter came out of her bedroom with a question that theologians have wrestled with for centuries: If God knew Adam would sin, why did He create him? In this letter, I reflect on God's sovereignty, human responsibility, and the difficult questions surrounding the problem of evil.