To the Christian who has been completely doused in Scripture from date of birth: I know the feeling. How it just kinda happened. And really, you wouldn’t have it any other way . . . You took your first breath, and you entered Holy Bible land. When you see the world, Bible pops into your … More Bible Birthed
“You must be the first real Christian I’ve ever met, because I’ve spent my whole life in church, and I’ve never heard anyone say what you just said. You really believe what you say you believe.” This from the woman who just walked into my counseling room whom I may have initially labeled “resistant.” Cold. … More That’s When I Entered the Counseling Room
I’ve had my share of Christmases. Thirty-one, to be exact. A good many of those have been just like yours. The frantic shopping and array of parties. The hurried family photos and Christmas cards. The road trips, and feasts, and lights, and cookies. Plus a good dose of Christmas plays and concerts. Many a Christmas, … More 5 Christmases I’ll Never Forget
On what do I rest this trust of mine? Today, I stand in the face of something quite impossible. Something that always gets the better of me. That has a reputation for winning. It is overwhelming. The odds don’t stack up. Deliverance from this sort of thing just doesn’t come. I say I trust in … More This Trust of Mine
I cringe and enter full-on panic mode when I hear the dreaded words: “Will you lead us in prayer?” “No!” my insides say, “Please no! I just won’t know what to say, and it’s going to sound just ridiculous, and I’m going to just look like a fool who just can’t form complete sentences and … More Please Don’t Ask Me To Pray
Journey of the Word 