We must die to life as we know it for resurrection to take place.
It began with an estimate for concrete. Our century-old home sits cozily between neighbors, and we wanted to clean up the side...
I grew up singing lots of wonderful songs in church, Sunday School, and youth group: “Jesus loves me, this I know … Deep and wide, deep and wide … Trust and obey, for...
The American church is in crisis. We have traded Christ’s passion for our own church programs. We...
Last month, Mark Labberton, the president of Fuller Seminary and our personal friend published an incredibly important new book, Called. Mark Roberts...
Last month, Mark Labberton, the president of Fuller Seminary and our personal friend published an incredibly important...
The primary thing that seems to be our calling is our identity.
I believe that the infamous “worship wars” never should have happened. Which wars are these? We Christians have been fighting over worship...
At first glance, Ephesians 5:19 seems to be confusing, if not just plain confused. According to this verse, we are to be...
The cafeteria was mostly dark. A few dim lights kept me from stepping on homeless men sleeping in orderly rows on the...
Years ago, when my two boys (now 10 and 16) were babies, I felt constrained by household chores, the grinding cycle of...
Getting regular exercise was always a challenge for me until I discovered an indoor walking program.
I have been making dinner for my family since I was ten years old, only back then I made it for my sister and my parents, and now I make it for my...
What are psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit? And what does it mean to speak to one another in this way?
When I was a teenager, I began to hear about Christians who were “Spirit-filled.” Southern California was a major seedbed for a...
This is the fourth reflection in a short series responding to the question: How can I be filled with the Spirit? Today...
In last Thursday’s reflection, we noted that the imperative of Ephesians 5:18 is passive. It does not mean, “Fill yourself with the...
I sat alone in my car on the side of a four-lane highway somewhere in rural Indiana. Sheets of rain were falling from bloated clouds, forming muddy puddles in the early summer cornfields that...
Coordinating three kids ages four and under was like, as they say, herding cats … with a lot more noise and spit up.
The other night, I woke up about 4:00 a.m., worrying about my life. When I get into that state of mind, I...
