Oh, what strange days we live in... when hearts, often well-intentioned, get lost trying to build monuments to themselves, while the feet of Jesus remain untouched — no company, no tears, no listening. We live in a time where names must be remembered, deeds must be seen, and presence must be noticed. But where are those who would rather be forgotten by men to be found by God? I once heard a story that never left my heart...

There is a sin that never sleeps. A worm that gnaws at the root of true piety. A sneaky demon that was born with us and that only death...

The video I watched recently was very coherent — and it’s good to see topics like this being addressed responsibly, especially by married...