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Mastering the Grit of Letting Go and Letting God Handle the Situation

1,656 words, 9 minutes read time.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight — Proverbs 3:5-6 NIV

This command is the ultimate field manual for the man who thinks he can out-think or out-work his circumstances; it demands you stop treating your own intellect as the final authority and start deferring to the Sovereign Architect.

The Brutal War of Surrendering the Situation to God

Men often grind their health into the dirt, torch their marriages, and hemorrhage their peace of mind because they are hooked on the lie of control. The common delusion is that one more double shift, one more aggressive text, or obsessively replaying a failure in the mind will force the world to bend. That isn’t leadership; it is pride. Anxiety is frequently dressed up as “responsibility” to make a man feel like a martyr, but in reality, it is a flat-out lack of faith. No man is powerful enough to sustain the weight of the universe, and trying to do so is an exercise in futility.

Real surrender isn’t a soft, flowery retreat for the weak. It is a violent, tactical act of the will where a man decides to stop playing God. Consider a man whose business is circling the drain, pacing the floor until 3:00 AM with a heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped animal. Worry is not fuel for a solution; it is spinning tires in the mud and digging a deeper hole. The turning point comes only on the knees, admitting the truth: the work has been done, but the outcome belongs to the Creator. If the ship goes down, God is still the King of the ocean.

That is the sacred art of letting go. It is the raw realization that human “understanding”—a narrow, meat-and-bone perspective—is a garbage foundation for a life. Leaning on personal intellect is leaning on a snapped crutch. Theology calls this “Providence,” which is the hard-nosed belief that God is actively steering the gears of the universe toward His purposes, even when the radar is dark. God does not need human panic to fix problems. In fact, white-knuckled gripping usually just gets in the way of the character God is trying to build. Stepping back isn’t quitting; it’s repositioning so the Almighty can take the point. No man was built to carry the weight of the “what-ifs.” Pick up the tools for today and leave the harvest to Him.

Releasing the Grip and Letting God Handle the Situation

Identify the one situation—whether it’s a wayward child, a legal battle, a crumbling marriage, or a career crisis—that is currently keeping you awake at night and eating you alive from the inside out. You have to stop the mental gymnastics and the frantic attempts to fix things that are outside your pay grade. Stand up, physically open your hands in front of you as a sign of total tactical surrender, and verbally tell God: “I am resigning as the manager of this outcome.” Be specific. Tell Him that while you will do the work set before you today, you are no longer responsible for the result. You are only responsible for your obedience in this moment. This isn’t a one-time suggestion; it is a daily transfer of weight from your breaking back onto His unshakable shoulders.

Prayer

Lord,

I’m done trying to micromanage the universe. I hand over this situation to You because I’m breaking under the weight and I was never meant to carry it. Take the wheel, take the burden, and give me the guts to stay out of Your way.

Amen.

Reflection

• What specific disaster are you trying to prevent through your own sheer arrogance and willpower?
• Where has your “own understanding” left you exhausted and empty-handed lately?
• Do you actually trust God’s capability, or is your stress level proving that you think you’re a better pilot than He is?
• What is the line between “doing your job” and “trying to control the result”?
• How would your life change today if you accepted that the final result is already settled by God?

Author’s Note:

I usually plan the topics for these blogs months in advance, typically without any concern for what might be going on in my own life on those days. I also tend to write them well in advance and have them scheduled for release; occasionally, I’ll change the topic right before writing, but for the most part, the calendar is set. Saying all of that, this topic hits me hard, and quite honestly, this devotional is exactly what I needed to hear today. It amazes me how often these devotionals tend to align perfectly with what I need to hear at the exact moment they are scheduled to go live.

The local Ice Show season started last night with the first show, which serves as a heavy reminder of why I had to learn to let go. As many of you know, I was deeply involved in taking photos of skaters and serving in a technical advisory role for a particular organization. To avoid discussing this ad nauseam, I eventually had to hand the entire situation over to God. I am still hurt by what happened, but I can move on with the focus on God’s promise: “It is mine to avenge; I will repay” (Romans 12:19 NIV). I have faith that one day, God will deal with the people involved.

Let’s be clear: forgiveness isn’t some mandate to develop amnesia. It isn’t about forgetting the betrayal or pretending the damage didn’t happen. Even Jesus, in the book of Revelation, is shown with the scars—the pierced hands, the feet, and the wound in His side. He didn’t “forget” the cross; He moved through it. Forgiveness is about knowing exactly what debt was owed and making the executive decision to cancel it so you can move the hell on. People around me know that I still struggle with the raw hurt caused by the lies told by this person. The scars are there, but they don’t have to be shackles.

“There is no more dangerous ground for a man to occupy than the space between God and His mission, obstructing the work He intends to do.”

There is a terrifying reality in Matthew 18:6 about those who cause “one of these little ones” to stumble; it’s better for that man to have a millstone hung around his neck and be drowned in the depths of the sea. By holding onto my own desire for vengeance, I was effectively getting in the way, trying to play judge where God already has a gavel.

This is the power of what is “bound and loosed” (Matthew 16:19). If I stay obsessed with the debt they owe me, I am binding myself to them and their lies. I stay stuck in the mud of that past event. But when I choose to loose that debt—to unbind it and hand it to the Almighty—I am finally free. Forgiving the “debt” of revenge isn’t about being a doormat; it’s about tactical freedom. By handing that debt over to God, I am no longer the debt collector. I don’t have to waste my mental rounds calculating how or when they will get hit with what’s coming to them. That is God’s business, and His artillery is much more accurate than mine.

In my situation, letting God handle the “repayment” has freed me to continue doing what I love without the poison of bitterness clogging the lens. It allows me to keep showing up at the rink to capture the incredible work of these skaters. These kids are world-class athletes who put in grueling hours of practice, often in the dark of early morning, achieving feats of strength and grace that largely go unnoticed by the broader community. They deserve to have their achievements documented and celebrated. If I had stayed stuck in my anger toward the organization or the cowards involved, I would have walked away from the ice entirely. I would have let the actions of a few people rob me of my passion and rob these athletes of the recognition they’ve earned.

This freedom is what allows me to capture the moments of pure, unadulterated grit. One of my favorite photos is of a skater finally nailing an advanced jump during an event—a jump she had bled for over a long period of time. In that split second, the camera captures the culmination of months of falls, sweat, and raw determination. If I were still white-knuckled in my resentment, I would have been too distracted by the politics in the building to see the triumph on her face. Surrender protects my ability to witness those victories. When I’m behind the camera now, I’m not thinking about the technical roles I lost or the people who mistreated me. I’m thinking about the lighting, the shutter speed, and the sheer force of an athlete hitting their mark. Forgiving that debt didn’t just change my perspective; it saved my craft. It allowed me to move on with a clean slate, trusting that while I document the beauty on the ice, God is perfectly capable of handling the justice behind the scenes. That is the freedom found in surrender.

Call to Action

It’s time to make a tactical decision. Are you going to continue binding yourself to the hurt, or are you ready to experience the freedom of unbinding that debt and handing it to the Almighty? Releasing control isn’t a sign of weakness; it is the ultimate expression of grit and faith.

Your Battle Ends Today. How will you take the first step toward surrendering control and mastering the grit of letting go?

D. Bryan King

Sources

• Romans 12:19 – Vengeance is Mine, I Will Repay
• What Does the Bible Mean by Binding and Loosing?
• Matthew 18:6 – The Warning of the Millstone
• The Theological Significance of Jesus’ Scars in Heaven
• God’s Wrath, Not Man’s: A Study of Romans 12
• Moving Forward After Organizational or Church Hurt
• The Importance of Capturing Spirit in Youth Sports Photography
• The Biblical Concept of the “Lord’s Release” of Debt
• Overcoming Evil with Good: Biblical Resilience
• Forgiveness Is Not Forgetting: Psychological and Spiritual Truths
• The Power of Forgiveness in Moving Forward
• What Does It Mean That Forgiveness Is Releasing a Debt?
• What Jesus’ Scars Teach Us About Healing from Trauma
• The Gospel Coalition: Why Vengeance Belongs to God
• Ligonier Ministries: The Authority of Binding and Loosing

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Why Your Current Crisis is Actually a Gift You Haven’t Opened Yet

1,188 words, 6 minutes read time.

The Bottom Line: Your Crisis is the Code Correction

The “Ultimate Checkmate” for the modern man is the realization that you can win the world and still lose your home. As we saw in the “Unfinished Blueprint” with Marcus Read, a man can be an exemplary “Machine”—disciplined, high-earning, and tireless—yet find himself in an empty house because he prioritized his “Output” over his “Presence.” The core thesis of this guide is that your current obstacle is not an interruption to your success; it is a diagnostic tool designed to save you from a terminal system failure. The intersection of Stoic logic and Christian Grace provides the only framework robust enough to handle this: Stoicism gives you the iron will to endure the external fire, while Christianity provides the sacrificial grace to prioritize the internal kingdom. If you are under pressure, it is because your “Old Build” was unsustainable. The crisis is the “Severe Mercy” required to force a pivot toward Stewardship over Success.

The Immediate Reframing: Obstacle as Operating System

In the high-stakes environment of the Roman Empire, Stoicism was the “OS” for survival. Marcus Aurelius famously noted that the impediment to action actually advances action. This is the “Antifragile” mindset: the fire doesn’t just survive the wind; it uses the wind as oxygen. For the modern man, this means that a business failure or a health scare is a “system stress test.” It reveals exactly where your identity was tied to “Net Worth” instead of “Self-Worth.” When the Stoic “Amor Fati” (Love of Fate) meets the Christian “Thy Will Be Done,” you move from a reactive victim to an active steward. You stop asking “Why is this happening to me?” and start asking “What is this producing in me?” This immediate shift in perspective stops the “leak” of emotional energy and focuses your processing power on the variables you actually control: your integrity, your next move, and your prayer life.

The Dual Trap: Identifying the Internal and External Snares

The reason most men fail to pivot is that they are caught in a pincer movement of two specific traps. The “Internal Trap” is the “Idol of Performance,” where a man treats the job site as a refuge because he feels competent there. He hides in his work to avoid the messy, emotional vulnerability required at the kitchen table. He would rather be a “Hero” to his boss than a “Human” to his children. The “External Trap” is the “Lifestyle Snare,” a rigged game where the demand for “more” is insatiable. This is where men work themselves into an early grave to fund a luxury lifestyle that ultimately costs them the relationship. To turn these obstacles into opportunities, you must have the “Radical Courage” to cap your lifestyle. True resilience is the strength to tell the world, your peers, and even your family that you will live with less so that you can have more of each other. This is the “Third Way”—choosing the “Priest of the Home” over the “Machine of Industry.”

The Mechanics of the Pivot: From Machine to Priest

The transition from a “Machine” mentality to a “Stewardship” mentality requires a fundamental “Debug” of your heart. A machine operates on efficiency; a priest operates on presence. The Stoics taught us how to be “unmoved” by external chaos, which is essential for maintaining your composure in the market. However, the Christian call is to be “transformed” by the cross. The cross was the ultimate obstacle—a definitive “End of Program”—yet it became the engine of salvation. Your current “Cross” is the prerequisite for your “Resurrection.” You have to let the “Old Version” of yourself—the one that relied on ego and performance—die in the crisis so that a more grounded, empathetic version can take its place. This is not a passive process. It requires “Muscular Grace.” You work as if everything depends on you, but you trust as if everything depends on God. You provide the effort, and you allow the “Severity of Mercy” to provide the meaning.

Historical Context: Roman Steel and Biblical Fire

The early Church didn’t exist in a vacuum; it grew in the soil of a collapsing empire. Men like St. Paul and St. Augustine understood that the “City of Man” is always fragile. If your life is built on the “moving goalposts” of cultural success, you are building on sand. The Stoics provided the “Iron” to stand amidst the ruins of Rome, but the Christians provided the “Fire” that turned that iron into steel. They didn’t just endure the prison or the arena; they “counted it all joy” because they knew the metallurgy of suffering. In modern terms, your stress is the “High-Heat” environment necessary to burn off the “Dross” of your character. If your life has been easy, you are likely stagnating. If you are currently in the furnace, it is because there is “Gold” in you that the Master Architect wants to reveal.

The Psychology of Resilience: Increasing Capacity

Most modern advice tells men to reduce their stress, but the “Stoic-Christian” way is to increase your capacity. We are “Antifragile” by design. Your psyche is meant to get better when it is stressed, provided you have a “Secure Anchor.” If your anchor is your career, you will drift. If your anchor is Christ, the storm only serves to test the strength of the cable. This requires a shift in how you process information. When you feel the “Ping” of anxiety or the “Lag” of burnout, don’t reach for a distraction or a “Safe Space.” Sit with the friction. Analyze the code. Ask yourself: “What judgment am I making about this situation that is causing this pain?” Often, the pain isn’t coming from the obstacle, but from your belief that the obstacle shouldn’t be there. Once you accept the obstacle as a necessary part of the terrain, you can begin to navigate it.

Closing the Build: The Call to the Front Door

The “Final Debug” of any crisis is the return to the “Front Door.” The enemy’s checkmate is designed to keep you in the “Silence of an Empty House,” but the “Third Way” invites you back into the “Noisy Joy” of a home built on stewardship. Don’t wait for a terminal failure to realize that your “Standing” isn’t found in your bank account, but in your presence at the head of the table. Every trial you face today is a piece of feedback from a Father who loves you too much to let you remain a “Machine.” Stand firm. Build well. Let the obstacle become the way, and let that way lead you straight back to the people who actually matter.

D. Bryan King

Sources

Meditations by Marcus Aurelius (MIT Classics)
The Enchiridion by Epictetus (Project Gutenberg)
Moral Letters to Lucilius by Seneca (Wikisource)
Romans 5:3-5: Suffering, Endurance, and Character (BibleGateway)
James 1:2-4: Testing of Faith (BibleGateway)
The Imitation of Christ by Thomas à Kempis (CCEL)
The City of God by Saint Augustine (Project Gutenberg)
The Consolation of Philosophy by Boethius (CCEL)
Pensées by Blaise Pascal (Project Gutenberg)
Job 23:10: Tried in the Fire (BibleGateway)
Matthew 16:26: The Profit of the Soul (BibleGateway)
The Intersection of Stoicism and Christianity (Daily Stoic Commentary)
The Severe Mercy of God (Desiring God Commentary)

Disclaimer:

I love sharing what I’m learning, but please keep in mind that everything I write here—including this post—is just my personal take. These are my own opinions based on my research and my understanding of things at the time I’m writing them. Since life moves way too fast and things change quickly, please use your own best judgment and consult the experts for your specific situations!

The Unfinished Blueprint

2,160 words, 11 minutes read time.

The diesel engine of Marcus Read’s F-150 rumbled in the driveway at 5:15 AM, a low, rhythmic thrum that vibrated through the steering wheel and into his calloused palms. In the gray, pre-dawn light of a Tuesday in November, Marcus sat in the cab, his breath fogging the glass as he scrolled through a backlog of work orders. He was the lead foreman for Miller & Sons Residential, and he was currently three weeks out from finishing the “Ridgeview Estates” project—a luxury subdivision that had become his entire world.

If he brought this project in under budget and ahead of schedule, the year-end bonus wouldn’t just be a paycheck; it would be a rescue boat. It would wipe out the credit card debt from last Christmas, cover the rising property taxes, and finally put away enough for the kitchen remodel Sarah had been talking about for three years. He told himself this was his duty. A man works. A man provides. He held onto that mantra like a religious text, using it to shield himself from the quiet guilt that gnawed at him every time he saw his family through the rearview mirror.

If he wasn’t on-site by sunrise, the subcontractors slacked off, the framing stayed crooked, and the margins slipped. To Marcus, those margins were the measure of his worth. As he backed out of the driveway, his truck’s headlights swept across the garage door. He didn’t notice the “Good Luck, Dad” sign his daughter, Mia, had taped there. It was decorated with glitter and a drawing of a blue ribbon for her science fair. He was already miles away, calculating the board footage for the white oak flooring.

By 10:00 AM, the job site was a cacophony of circular saws and pneumatic nail guns. Marcus moved through the skeletal structures with a clipboard in one hand and a thermal carafe of black coffee in the other. He was a king in this kingdom of sawdust and mud. Here, people listened to him. Here, things made sense. If a beam was off, you shimmed it. If a pipe leaked, you tightened the fitting. There was a direct, satisfying correlation between his effort and the result.

“Read! We’ve got a problem in Unit 4,” shouted Miller, the owner’s son. “The inspector is saying the HVAC clearance isn’t up to code. If we don’t fix this by tomorrow, the whole closing schedule shifts. We’ll lose the Q4 window.”

Marcus felt the familiar surge of adrenaline—the “fixer” high. “I’ll handle it,” he snapped. “I’ll stay late and re-run the ducting myself if I have to.”

“Good man,” Miller said, clapping him on the shoulder. “This is why you’re the best we’ve got, Marcus. You’re a machine.”

Marcus felt a swell of pride that tasted like ash. A machine. It felt better than being a husband who couldn’t remember where the extra trash bags were kept. It felt better than being a father who didn’t know the names of his daughter’s teachers. He leaned into the work, the sweat stinging his eyes as he climbed into the cramped, sweltering attic space of Unit 4.

His phone buzzed in his pocket at 3:30 PM. It was Sarah. He ignored it. He was elbow-deep in galvanized metal and foil tape. It buzzed again at 4:00. Finally, he pulled it out, his thumb smearing drywall dust across the screen.

Marcus, the science fair starts at 5:00. Mia is asking if you’ll be there for the awards. She’s been crying because the volcano model is still gray. You promised you’d help her paint it tonight. Please.

He looked at the unfinished ductwork. If he left now, he’d lose the momentum. The inspector was coming at 7:00 AM. If he stayed, he could guarantee the win for the company. He could guarantee that bonus. He typed back: Stuck at the site. Emergency with the inspector. Tell her I’m so proud and I’ll make it up to her. I’m doing this for us.

He didn’t wait for a reply. He shoved the phone back into his pocket and picked up his snips. I’m doing this for us, he whispered to the empty attic. It was the lie he used to cauterize the wound of his own absence.

By 9:00 PM, the job site was a graveyard of discarded lumber and silence. Marcus was the last soul there, his headlamp cutting a lonely arc through the dark as he packed his tools into the gang box. He was exhausted, his lower back screaming, but the ductwork was perfect. He had won. He had saved the schedule. He climbed into his truck, the heater blasting against the November chill, and headed home.

As he pulled into the driveway, he noticed the house was unnaturally dark. Usually, the porch light was on, or the glow of the television flickered through the living room curtains. Tonight, the windows looked like empty sockets.

He unlocked the front door, the click of the deadbolt echoing in the foyer. “Sarah? Mia?”

Silence greeted him. It wasn’t the peaceful silence of a sleeping household; it was the heavy, hollow silence of a vacuum. He walked into the kitchen. The air felt cold. There was no smell of dinner, no stray shoes by the door, no hum of the dishwasher.

He saw a stack of papers sitting on the granite island, held down by his wedding ring.

Marcus picked up the top sheet. His hands, thick and steady enough to frame a skyscraper, began to shake. At the top, in stark, formal lettering, were the words: PETITION FOR LEGAL SEPARATION.

His eyes skipped down the lines, catching fragments that felt like shards of glass. Irreconcilable differences… habitual absence… abandonment of emotional duties. He looked toward the stairs, his boots thudding heavily on the hardwood as he ran up to the master bedroom. He threw open the closet doors. Sarah’s side was a cavern of empty hangers. Her jewelry box was gone. The photo of them on their honeymoon in Cabo was missing from the nightstand.

He sprinted to Mia’s room. Her bed was made with a chilling, final precision. He looked toward the corner where the science fair project had sat for weeks. The volcano was there, but it wasn’t gray anymore. It was painted a vibrant, fiery red—but the brushstrokes were all wrong. They weren’t the careful, guided strokes he had promised to teach her. Beside it, the presentation board was filled out in a neat, feminine script that wasn’t Sarah’s. It was the neighbor’s handwriting. Someone else had stepped in to be the father he refused to be. Someone else had held the brush. Someone else had heard her excitement.

He stumbled back down to the kitchen and collapsed onto a barstool, the legal papers crinkling under his weight. He looked at the high-end appliances he had worked eighty-hour weeks to afford. He looked at the designer backsplash he’d stayed up until midnight installing. He looked at the vaulted ceilings and the expensive flooring.

He had built a palace of “stuff,” convinced that every hour of overtime was a brick in the wall of his family’s security. He had justified his pride, his workaholism, and his avoidance of the messy, vulnerable parts of being a man by calling it “sacrifice.” He had gained the whole world—the Ridgeview project was a masterpiece, the bonus was coming, his reputation was ironclad.

But as he sat in the dark, clutching the document that signaled the end of his life, Marcus Read finally understood the math of his own soul. He had traded the only people who actually loved him for the approval of men who would replace him by Monday.

He reached for his phone to call her, but he realized he didn’t even know where they had gone. He didn’t know the name of Mia’s science teacher. He didn’t know what Sarah needed when she was lonely. He knew how to build a house, but he had no idea how to live in one.

The “machine” was finally alone. Marcus put his head in his dust-covered hands and let out a sound that wasn’t a foreman’s command or a provider’s boast. It was the sound of a man standing in the ruins of a kingdom he had built for nobody. He had won the promotion, but in the silence of the empty house, he realized he had lost everything else.

Author’s Note

The story of Marcus Read is not a cautionary tale about a “bad” man. In fact, by the world’s standards, Marcus is an exemplary man. He is disciplined, a “top performer,” and a high-income, good provider driven by a desire to give his family the life he never had. He isn’t out at bars or chasing scandals; he is exactly what society tells a man to be: a tireless engine of success.

But Marcus fell into a dual trap that claims thousands of well-meaning men every year. The first is the internal trap: the belief that our provision is a valid substitute for our presence. The second is the external trap: a modern culture—and sometimes even those closest to us—that demands a lifestyle well above our means, silently encouraging a man to work himself into the grave to fund a standard of living that no paycheck can truly satisfy.

We see this play out in the wreckage of divorce cases every day. A man is cheered for his “hustle” and his ability to provide luxuries, only to be vilified for his absence once the relationship withers. It is a hollow cycle. We tell ourselves we are building a kingdom for our families, but as Jesus warned in Matthew 16:26, “What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul?”

For Marcus, his “soul” wasn’t just his eternal destination; it was the essence of his life—his connection to his wife, the heart of his daughter, and his identity as a man of God rather than a “machine” of industry. He traded the irreplaceable for the replaceable. He forgot that while Miller & Sons would have a new foreman listed on a job board within forty-eight hours of his departure, he was the only man on earth designed to be Mia’s father and Sarah’s husband.

Workaholism is often just pride in a high-visibility vest. It is the refusal to be vulnerable and the misplaced hope that our value is found in the size of our bank account rather than the depth of our character. We hide in our offices and on our job sites because, in those places, we are in control and we are “valued” for our output. But God does not call us to be “top performers” at the expense of our homes; He calls us to be faithful.

If you find yourself sitting in a truck at 5:00 AM or staring at a laptop at midnight, ask yourself: Who am I really doing this for? Is it for the family, or is it to satisfy an insatiable appetite for more “stuff” that the world—or even your household—tells you that you need? Remember that your family would rather have a father who is present for the “gray volcano” moments than a father who provides a luxury house that feels like a tomb.

Don’t wait for the silence of an empty house to realize that your greatest “win” isn’t waiting for you at the office. It’s waiting for you at the front door.

Call to Action

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D. Bryan King

Sources

• Genesis 11:1-9 NIV – The Tower of Babel – Bible Gateway
• What does the Bible say about workaholism? – GotQuestions.org
• An Admonition to Workaholics – Desiring God
• The Pride of Babel and the Praise of Christ – Desiring God
• Psalm 127: A Word for Workaholics – Bible.org
• The Perils of Pride and Self-Sufficiency – Tower of Babel – NIV Bible Blog
• Tower of Babel – Answers in Genesis
• Luke 12:13-21 NIV – The Parable of the Rich Fool – Bible Gateway
• Matthew 6:19-34 NIV – Do Not Worry – Bible Gateway
• Ecclesiastes 2:17-26 NIV – Toil Is Meaningless – Bible Gateway
• Colossians 3:23-24 NIV – Instructions for Christian Households – Bible Gateway
• Too Many Christian Workaholics – Paul Tripp
• How Can I Know If I’m Working Too Much? – The Gospel Coalition
• Towering Pride: What the Story of the Tower of Babel Can Teach Us – Archdiocese of Washington Blog
• Beware Our Tower of Babel – Christianity Today

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