Christmas Is Over And I’m Blogging About It
Monday morning we roused four kids from their beds and scuttled them out the door back to the toil, crowdedness, and humdrum of school life. There was more than just . . .
Monday morning we roused four kids from their beds and scuttled them out the door back to the toil, crowdedness, and humdrum of school life. There was more than just . . .
One of the worst schisms that ever occurred was the schism that took place in man. In the Garden before the fall, we were whole. What we thought in our . . .
Remembering my son’s birth this year may be why Mary’s caught my attention recently. She did all this with Jesus. And although she’s never been the central figure of Christmas for me, I’m humbled remembering her.
In so many areas of my life, I don’t know any of these things. I’m wandering.
“Who told you that you were naked?” It’s a bit of an odd question for God to ask Adam, isn’t it? Actually, I think He asks you and me something . . .
Jesus taught his followers to do two things above all: First, love God. Second, love other people. Talk about mission clarity.
A change in my thinking helped me more fully welcome a fatherless boy into my home. My friend has given deep mercy to a once-hardened man.
Reality is, suffering is a part of life in a fallen world, whether you choose to give in to temptation or resist it. As a friend of mine put it to me recently, the options aren’t suffering or freedom from suffering, the options are suffering or redemptive suffering.
Sin is important to Jesus, but this is misleading unless you understand why it’s important to him: Sin is important to Jesus because you are important to Jesus.
An icon is a piece of art created to point us to a greater reality.