The last few weeks have been interesting, to say the least. We've had about ten times our usual traffic, and I'm eager to return to the normally nonpolitical atmosphere of this blog.  

Many have asked me about John McCain’s position on abortion, and why I am voting for him. That’s what this blog is about. The issues aren’t easy, and I’m going to be responding to a number of comments and questions, so this will be long.  

Yesterday I received this question in an e-mail from Faith, a godly young woman I respect very much: As a Christian, should we vote for who we think should lead our country solely based on their stance on abortion? I have been thinking about this question and I am having a hard time putting my thoughts into words.

My blog on Barack Obama's proabortion stance, and the fact that various evangelical Christians are supporting and campaigning for him, has been getting lots of comments, some of them heated.

I knew from the first time I heard him speak that Obama was cool. And if the candidate I supported, for reasons of substance, also happened to be cool, that would be a nice plus. Then the sad day came. I checked out Obama's actual position on abortion and I was demoralized. 

The Gospel of John may be my favorite Bible movie of all-time. It came in under the radar, and many people still haven't heard of it, much less seen it. Yet it's in many ways the most endearing and personal portrayal of Jesus, and above all its faithful to the text of Scripture. It combines narration with dialogue and action.  

It’s been a couple of months since we’ve given away a fiction book, so I’m excited to let you know that in October we’re giving away three copies of Randy’s novel Deadline.

Just as Jesus promises satisfaction as a reward in Heaven, he also promises laughter as a reward. Anticipating the laughter to come, Jesus says we should leap for joy now.

A Christianity Today article by Troy Anderson, "A New Day for Apologetics," talked about the resurgence of Christian apologetics. But what caught my eye was a part of the story that talked about Evel Knievel, the daredevil whose bizarre accomplishments first came to my attention as a grade school student, in The Weekly Reader.