Fiction can serve in a non-threatening way to open minds and, I hope, hearts to the Word of God.

You said go to her, and I let pride stand in my way. You said she needed me, and I didn't believe. You said love her, and I thought it would be easy.

Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.' Whatever happens is to His good purpose and for His glory. I am not afraid.

Lord, you are God! You made us. Who better to know how to fix us when we've gone wrong? who better to set us to rights again? Who better to love us through the fire and refine us into something beautiful and useful despite our wrongs?

Rome tolerated every abominable practice, embraced every foul idea in the name of freedom and the rights of the common man. Citizens no longer carried on deviant behavior in private, but pridefully displayed it in public. It was those with moral values who could no longer freely walk in a public park without having to witness a revolting display. What happened to the public censors who protected the majority of citizenry from moral decadence? Did freedom have to mean abolishing common decency? Did freedom mean anyone could do anything they wanted anytime they wanted, without consequences?

Better the discomfort that leads to repentance and restoration than temporal comfort and eternal damnation.

Better than sweet tea on a veranda. I want to live at Belmont!