If C.S. Lewis, whom many of us love for his stories of Aslan or Ransom and his powerful apologetic writings, called another, lesser known writer "my master," we should probably pay attention.
On this dark anniversary for America, what an opportunity to learn more about loving our enemies in this world even as we ally with Jesus against the unseen Enemy of our souls.
In a twist of God's irony, it took a Roman soldier to recognize the command presence of Messiah with a purer faith than anyone in Israel. (Click Title)
Jesus didn't actually voice that little truism about three fingers pointing back at me whenever I point one at somebody else. But his parable about the log and the sawdust gives the same warning.
Christians with reckless abandon and unstoppable compassionate have gone way out of their way to get me God's help. Time to pay it forward. (Click Title)
"If you will, you can make me clean," said the leper in desperate faith. "I will, be thou clean," Jesus replied, and it was so. But is such healing still available here and now? (Click Title)
Eliphaz and Job's other well-meaning friends were too full of themselves to fish in the deep of his desperation. May my model today be Peter kneeling before Jesus. (Click Title)
By God's grace Saul of Tarsus, confessed blasphemer and persecutor with blood on his hands, became the Apostle Paul, great and good. That shames my self-deprecation into silence. (Click Title)
Marianne, John, Frances, George, Wilna, Marc, Mort, Patty: what an endowment of hunger and thirst for righteousness I have from these parents and grandparents of mine. (Click Title)
As when a sky-full of fighter jets are scrambled to rescue a single downed American pilot, our God puts all his mighty arsenal at the summons of a believer's desperate appeal. (Click Title)