We have problems with dependency. We cannot need. We will not ask for help. I would rather be needed than need. I would rather provide than be the one requiring provision.Read More
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I love to ask young people revealing questions, like: “Who among you is the laziest and the hardest working?” This one always sets off a rousing debate.
Ponder the thought. When it comes to work, am I a lightweight or a heavy lifter? Having formerly employed lots of varying individuals, I would choose one hard-working heavy lifter over 10 whimpish, constantly complaining lightweights any day of the week.Read More
There are two costs. Count both before you choose.
If you see deep, close-knit friendships that ride out time’s storms and selfishness and wounds and fatigue and career, you will surely want one. Something so refined possesses great beauty. But such a beautiful and exquisite thing costs greatly.Read More
What does it mean to be intentional about making disciples? And why is this so important?
Jesus decided to interject himself into human history at a certain time and into a certain tradition: Israel’s rabbi culture at the turn of the millennium. He could have chosen any time frame, any civilization, with any tool necessary. Why not 21st century America? After all, the United States spreads its long shadow around the world. It exports billions of dollars in entertainment. And after all, who wouldn’t tune into Jesus on Larry King Live?Read More
In his own image he made them. In the image of God he made them. In his image he made us, you and me.
The girl, not exactly attractive, stood at the counter waiting for the clerk to make change for her. She looked over her shoulder to the row of tables and their guests facing her. Her eyes met those of a young man at one of the tables. She smiled.Read More
Killing time in an airport, I struck up a conversation with a stranger. When asked what I "do", I told this man that I write about Jesus' teachings. The man, hearing the name "Jesus" but not hearing any tip-off code words, fired off the test questions: "Do you believe Jesus is the Son of God? That he shed his blood for our sins? That he died and rose again? That we will be with him forever if we repent and are baptized?" I forgot a few in the litany because his machine-gun delivery leveled me.Read More