Scientific experiments can explain the mystery of the human soul about as well as rain explains the ocean or sight explains light.

My love for science and logic are philosophically tempered by an experience of human life that renders me utterly skeptical toward any arguments promoting faith in atheism.

The glory seen in the Supreme Artist's greatest handiwork—His own Self-portrait in naked human flesh—is bright enough to dim both the fires of porn addiction and the prudery that fuels them.

Hope beckons to a death-bound human race from the open doorway of Christ's empty tomb.

If human hearts allowed God to rule as He rules the universe, His kingdom would come and His will would be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Both philosophy's quest and religion's claim is ultimate truth, but neither offers real hope to humanity, unless they lead us to the God of truth who is also the God of grace.