The Confinement Journals
These words were not written from a place of comfort or with the benefit of hindsight. They were scratched out in the middle of the fire—inside a jail cell where my control had ended and my reputation had vanished. I found that when you are stripped of everything, you discover what is indestructible. These reflections are the record of a God who does not wait for us to get out of the margins to meet us; He is already there, waiting for us to look up.
- In the Margins
- Falling Into His Grip
- Purify My Heart
- Meditation #1
- Be Still
- When Jesus Wept
- A Meditation In Suffering
- Mustard Seed Faith
- Seek His Face
- What Are You Feeding?
- A Psalm From Confinement
- A Holy Moment
- Not So Small After All
- Building a Throne
- Faith to Faith
- Be Transformed
- After God’s Heart
- From It or Through It
- Here With Me
- Never Told Why