Gods and Idols

“Choose your worship wisely for there is only One worthy.” – Paul (paraphrase)



This has proven to be the most difficult writing since we lost our son, now seven years ago. Still, remaining true to the purpose of this undertaking, truth and transparency are vitally important to others still hurting and searching for answers. Through our loss, we remain convinced the only true God, discussed here can provide lasting fulfillment and healing.

I began the following post early last Sunday and later that morning, the preacher spoke on a similar topic. When the apostle, Paul first entered Athens to share his testimony, he noticed the streets were lined with sculptures of gods and idols. Ironically, those statues had been built by the people he was there to tell about his God. The one who had radically changed his own life.

Just two days after I had begun writing this post, our church shared devastating news involving the pastor, whom we love and call our friend. This message had suddenly become less coincidence than providence. Although the news at church was shocking, extremely painful, and damaging, it has become much too familiar. Specific details, however are not what is needed today. The story is far less important than its moral.

Grief is a palette of emotions. Ours is currently a blend of sadness and anger. Tomorrow, I’m sure will be mixed with something else. Hopefully, a little more compassion. In the days ahead, our family’s prayer is that today’s sadness will eventually be shaded by forgiveness.




Let’s face it, although many people deny the existence of God, we’re all worshippers.

The Bible tells the ancient story of a community of foolish Israelites who were lost for 40 years wondering in the wilderness. We’ve read about their repeated habit of creating man-made idols whenever they yearned for something to fulfill their needs. As their respected leader, many of those people probably idolized Moses. They became anxious when he left them even briefly. With neither Moses nor God visible, their faith also vanished.

Desperately needing something to fill their emptiness, they destroyed their blessings and formed them into what I call “little ‘g’ gods”. They chose to believe those man-made objects could somehow provide what they were missing. Ironically, such idols are as empty as the people who built them. Being impatient, selfish, and short-sighted, those Israelites were unwilling to simply trust, listen, and wait for God’s timing. Wow, that sounds too familiar.

Most readers of this famous story consider those Israelites idiots because God was clearly showing them signs of His presence and power throughout their journey. I can imagine God saying, “Hey, I just parted the ocean, isn’t that enough proof? How about this pillar of clouds to lead you, or the food delivered daily, dropped straight from the sky?” I once pridefully thought I would have been different but the sad truth is, without seeing God face-to-face, I would have been an idol-builder just like them. Heck, I probably would have been a sculptor.

What amazes me though, is even knowing how weak and selfish we are, God always remains ready and willing to forgive. That’s the “amazing grace” we sing about. He simply seeks an unconditional trust relationship without small print exclusions or exceptions. This intimate relationship is the only “worship” He seeks and which simultaneously fills our human longing. Those Israelites could never put such a God on a pedestal or inside a box. He’s too big. This God is The Creator, The Counselor, and The Savior, clearly evident yet only seen when we stop building or buying worthless idols.

When Paul had a personal experience with this God, it turned his life downside – up. He had been killing believers, yet in an instant, he became willing to die to save them. I’m certainly no apostle, but we do share some common ground. Each day of this life will be used to build up the “big ‘G’ God” I met seven years ago. He’s the One who doesn’t lead me to destroy my blessings but rather to count them… among those are my family. More lasting however is grace, hope, wisdom, love, peace, assurance, forgiveness, and eternal life.

In retrospect, when Paul noticed all those idols on the streets of Athens, might he have blindly looked past the one reflected in the storefront windows of himself? Yes, his legacy was world-changing, but he was just a man, passionately telling others about what God had done in his life. Over my years of company relocations and church shopping, I’ve come to learn we should never choose any human as our idol. More likely than not, most are good hearted and well intentioned. However, they all have one thing in common. They aren’t God.

Reader: You may have been distracted or even damaged by some idols you’ve chosen. If you feel empty and in need of a god worthy of worship, I can personally recommend the One who saved my life.



Prayer: Heavenly Father, thank You for patience in our foolish ways. We worship the wrong gods which are all around us and yet You wait patiently for each one of us. We and thousands of others are praying for those harmed by recent events. Instead of reflecting ourselves, may we show others the image of God that Jesus showed to us. It’s in His name we pray. Amen



‭‭“You must not have any other god but me.” Exodus‬ ‭20‬:‭3‬ ‭‬‬

A New Direction



Lost and Found

Although born with a natural sense of navigation, until about five years ago I was very lost. Too prideful, self-reliant, or lazy to read the map, I was searching for the right answers in all the wrong places. Sadly, it finally took losing everything to find it.

I’d make a lousy teacher, but on a Halloween night in 2018, in the shadows cast by the lighted window of our son’s empty bedroom, I had come to the end of myself. After a long war, a defeated fighter had become a willing learner. Over the years following that experience, I’ve been absorbing life like a dry sponge, re-learning how to stand again, now on a different and firm foundation. What began as a crawl became a walk away from one of the darkest places this world has to offer.

Seeing life through new eyes, not only do I more clearly see the results of many of my own foolish and destructive choices, I’m better able to recognize others whose paths seem all too familiar. They remain lost yet desperately looking for their way. For this reason I have felt led to serve if even for one of my fellow “searchers” through this blog.

A Change for the Better

We began journaling in December 2018 to benefit mutual healing for our family and others experiencing grief through messages of encouragement, hope, or help. I’m thankful for several friends who wisely encouraged our writing as it has also served tremendously in the healing process. Amazingly, to date over 90,000 readers around the globe have taken time to read and/or follow BradensVoice.blog. Thousands reside in distant places we never knew existed. Still, our target was just one person or family if it helped at all. Their name probably wasn’t Braden or Speed, but it could be.

Though our purposes for this blog and our nonprofit “BradensVoice.org” remain unchanged, readers may have noticed the content subtly shifting more towards renewed faith in God which has become our family’s sustenance. I’ve noticed this shift myself yet it hasn’t been done intentionally. More likely, it has happened by God’s design. After all, healing has been His desire and our prayer from the beginning.

I’m sure some readers have opted out by now as the messages may have become less palatable to them. Sadly in today’s world, Faith has become the only “F” bomb people seem hesitant to use. Still, I’ve come to believe faith to be the only real solution to every single problem we all face. Posts will be very honest and rooted in experiences of recovery. A map to The Way if that makes sense. Also, the hope is to become more of a two- way forum to share thoughts and experiences between writer(s) and reader(s).

After a lot of prayer and consideration, we believe this is the direction Gods wants to take. We are absolutely certain Braden would welcome this change for the better by using his voice to reflect healing instead of hurt. Our prayer going forward in this blog is that even one person who is lost and searching may be helped to leave their way and to find “THE Way”.

May God bless His searchers… there are so many.


“He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.”
‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭1‬:‭4‬ ‭

“Jesus told him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one can come to the Father except through me.”
‭‭John‬ ‭14‬:‭6‬ ‭


Reader Participation

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Questions About Healing

Keep asking God for what you want but then listen and thank Him for providing exactly what you need. Love you.” – Braden


Several months ago, a family friend suddenly experienced a seizure in the middle of an active and otherwise typical day. Soon after being admitted to the hospital, she was diagnosed with advanced and inoperable brain cancer. Prayers from the community poured out and following a relatively brief sequence of treatments our friend was deemed cancer-free. An awesome answer to prayer!

Sadly though, another friend was recently going about a completely normal day while spending time with his family. He began to complain of a severe headache and within a brief few hours he was gone, leaving a young family devastated and alone. When these events happen, our response is often the same. First come the waves of initial shock and disbelief. Then, soon to follow are the inevitable questions.

Why would such terrible things happen to such amazing and faith-filled people? How could someone so healthy and strong be taken in an instant? Both friends were living what many would consider to be the “perfect” lives. Successful careers, beautiful families, strong faith, very good health, and promising futures. How could they have such starkly different stories?

I could share many more personal experiences like these. Some prayers answered as hoped, but others seemingly ignored. Thankfully, I’ve witnessed my older brother, Randy’s healing from terminal cancer but sadly experienced the loss of our son, Braden to depression. Both were covered with the same quantity and sincerity of prayers, yet the outcomes were tragically different. We’re currently dealing with ongoing chronic health issues with our daughter who has lived a brief but faith-filled life, striving to recover emotionally from the loss of her only sibling. It’s not that anyone “earns” having their prayers answered, but if anyone was deserving she would certainly be on the list.

Admittedly, too often I rush to squeeze in a morning prayer time, listing mostly my own desires. I tend to scrimp on investing the time to slow down and listen. This week I took a few days off work for Spring Break which has allowed time to reflect and have conversations with God. I’ve arrived at a little more clarity as to why sometimes bad things happen to good people. By no stretch do I count myself as a good person but the question remains. Perhaps what I’ve heard this week in my prayer time may serve to help a reader or two who have their own questions about healing.


We humans were designed with imperfect bodies and a limited lifespan so sickness and death are inevitable. In this fallen world, God’s word says we’re ALL broken and in need of healing. Though some of us are really good at masking it, the weak spots are there and over time, they will inevitably begin to show. This broken condition has a name. It’s called being human. We are ALL born with it.

Even with their brilliance and extensive research, doctors are often at a loss as to what is happening with this human condition. Their efforts to heal are futile when the problem isn’t resolved with a pill or procedure. The Bible tells us God is The Great Physician but He doesn’t always heal our physical or mental illnesses even though we beg for it. In every Biblical story where healing occurred, not once was medicine a factor. True healing only occurred when God personally connected with the individual’s spiritual condition rather than the human condition through His son, Jesus.

When Jesus touched the broken, several of them threw away their crutches and others’ eyes were allowed to see again. Still there were a few who remained physically unhealed. In each case however, when the person fully trusted and accepted what Jesus offered, a new and abundant life instantly began. In each case (even when the person remained “disabled”) the way Jesus healed people served to reflect upon Him rather than upon them. Every story about Jesus healing brought glory to God no matter what the broken person’s circumstances. Now, that’s true healing!

Whenever I’ve witnessed physical healing of others around me, my faith has been confirmed. However, when I’ve observed lives which have completely been transformed, my faith is strengthened far more. It may be wise to re-think our questions about healing. Maybe by allowing our own brokenness to be used for God’s purposes, others might be drawn closer to finding the real healing they need. Rather than asking of God what we want from Him, we should instead be asking God what He wants from us?

PRAYER: Heavenly Father, we ask for YOUR will to be done rather than our own. May we serve to reflect You in this broken world. Please provide true healing for all of us who are broken. In Jesus’ name, Amen


”He sent out his word and healed them, snatching them from the door of death. Let them praise the Lord for his great love and for the wonderful things he has done for them.“
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭107‬:‭20‬-‭21‬ ‭NLT‬‬