How the Christian can open doors for sharing the gospel effectively
Click to read one of our favorite posts, this one appearing first in September, 2021.
“I once was blind, but now I see.” It has happened often to me
One of our favorite posts, this one from August 2021.
Three tips for weeding your garden, and other untended places
A favorite post, deserving of a second read.
Mountain meditation: celebrating the diversity in all God has created
A favorite post from our archive of 2021 posts.
A psalm to bring courage when we wonder when the evil will cease
A favorite post from August 2022.
These five elements will enrich your weekend worship services
Can we take some steps to add variety—and meaning—that will keep worship from becoming meaningless routine?
Doing it yourself has advantages, but it comes with consequences
A favorite repost from 2021.
Praying ‘God bless America’—it’s more than a song or a sentiment
A favorite repost from 2021.
Agreeing with each other may not be easy, but here’s why it’s vital
A favorite repost from 2021.
Even in the darkest times, God will never let go (Psalm 23, Part 3)
Dead dark—each of us will endure it sometime in life. Psalm 23 assumes that, and then tells us we will not walk alone.
How God will lead us to get our life back (Psalm 23, Part 2)
Starting with the pandemic, and in the time since, many have longed to get back to “normal.” But we will not find life by looking for it.
Why we need a God who is always trustworthy (Psalm 23, Part 1)
I don’t know if I can, but I’ll try. That’s a sentence to describe many situations in life, including my goal to write about Psalm 23 five Saturdays in a row.
God spoke, they listened, and the result was a change for the ages
God spoke to both of them, giving all of us an example for overcoming barriers and putting aside prejudices in answer to his call.
These five elements will enrich your weekend worship services
A list of ideas for demonstrating God’s surprising diversity in the worship we offer back to him.
I didn’t earn my mother’s favor: an essay about privilege
My mother liked me best. I was born right-handed instead of left-handed. Neither fact is anything to feel guilty about. But they're true, and they've made a difference in my life.
Tempted by suffering: A meditation for the day before Easter
On this quiet Saturday before the hallelujahs of the resurrection, what are we willing to ponder as we pause at the grave of Jesus?