Without us here to witness, the universe is just pointless physics unfolding.
Even on the cross He did not hide Himself from sight; rather, He made all creation witness to the presence of its Maker.
I am a prisoner of perception, a compulsory witness.
Being a parent wasn’t just about bearing a child. It was about bearing witness to its life.
(I)t was by Cicero’s attainments that that he’d gained special witness to the liberals’ adjustment to a brush with actual equality.
All I wanted to do was hide away from the world, but I still had a role to play. I had to be ‘Girl A’ – the key witness in the trial that finally saw my abusers locked up. Girl A – the girl in the newspaper stories who had been through the most hideous experience imaginable. When I read those stories, I felt like I was reading about somebody else, another girl who was subjected to the depths of human depravity. But it wasn’t. It was about me. I am Girl A.
For his own unfathomable reasons, God chooses to disguise himself when he comes to this planet, and there have been few disguises better than the church.
On the stand, I asked the witness, “What’s your occupation?
Hey, ghosts are nothing to laugh at! Whether or not you believe in them, they’re out there. I’ve seen them. I’ve even heard them.
When sinners judge, God takes the stand.