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There are days my faith feels like a voyage—wind in the sails, waves beneath the hull, and an unseen destination drawing me forward. I look at the horizon of my own life and realize something sobering: I am always moving. The only question is toward what—and by what compass. Scripture does not invite us to
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Accessing the Divine Through Transcendence—Without Losing the Gospel There’s a reason a sailing ship at sea feels “spiritual” to so many of us. Alone on open water, under a sky that looks endless, you feel it: smallness, wonder, vulnerability, longing. The horizon is both invitation and warning. It calls you forward, but it also reminds
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It’s funny to imagine myself on my ship in a lounge with the Holy Spirit, discussing what martyrdom looks like for me in honor of the King—pipe in hand, coffee on the table—like we’re planning some noble saga together. It doesn’t feel enough to suffer as I am—not that I would wish disaster, disease, cancer,



