Author Archives: Steve Foster

I like things a certain way. I guess all of us do to some degree. But at times I can become obsessive. I can straighten chairs to the smallest degree to make sure they are straight. Get upset over a … Continue reading →

Man literally drives himself into a blind obliviousness with social games, psychological tricks, personal preoccupations so far removed from the reality of his situation that they are forms of madness, but madness all the same. …Man is literally split in … Continue reading →

I had a hard time waking up this morning. Or to be more accurate…I had a hard time getting out of bed. It was cold outside which has a way of enticing you to stay under the covers. But more … Continue reading →

I love Christmas. As I look back on fifty years of life, many of my memories are associated with Christmas. It is sort of a memory marker of the years. Growing up in Green Cove Springs. Nyquist Circle. White house. … Continue reading →

You were born in the midst of a war. A spiritual war. There are battles taking place in the heavenlies all around you. Angels. Demons. Principalities. Powers. Spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places. It's another dimension. A reality … Continue reading →