In his book, “Disappointment with God”, Phillip Yancy tells the story of his friend who went swimming in a large lake at dusk. “As he was paddling at a leisurely pace about a hundred yards offshore, a freak evening fog rolled in across the water. Suddenly he could see nothing; no horizon, no landmarks, no objects or lights on the shore. Continue reading “The God I do not Understand”
The God I do not Understand
