HarperCollins Christian Publishing

The problem, though, is that many of us in the postmodern incarnation of the body of Christ don’t actually believe that our Father can handle the bullies that harass us. We’ve forgotten who our Dad is, so we’re spending our lives trying to run faster or fight harder, when decisive deliverance has been waiting in our Father’s shadow all along.

the fall of 2007, I had left everyone and everything I’d ever known to join For Today. I became the front man for this unheard-of metal band from western Iowa because I thought it would give me the chance to share the gospel with people who needed to hear it. I was right.

All I knew was that I could not speak or stand. Only by keeping still and lying facedown did I feel I might be safe; I feared that if I moved, I may die. This was not a presence that coddles or excites; it was a presence that rips, ravages, and burns. I felt, not wonder or awe, but plain fear.