ONCE upon a time, April and I lived in a mansion. It was our first full time job after I graduated seminary. We were trying to sell our home in Kentucky and the church we went to work for in Nashville had just purchased the former estate of Hank Williams, Sr. So we moved in.
couple of weeks ago I preached a sermon on the Apostle Paul’s description of how we should use our gifts in love to build one another up. What I thought would be an easy passage to preach, quickly confronted my own uncharitable attitudes and ambitions. Without love, we are nothing, we gain nothing, we waste our lives. Here’s the full video.
‘VE been listening to Christmas music for weeks now. Don’t judge me. I look forward to about everything related to Christmas time except for the inevitable clash of worldviews. Sometimes it seems a little silly the lengths some will go to in an attempt to remove all religious implications from the celebration of the holiday (holy day) that literally means “Christ’s Mass.”
OES it ever feel like it just isn’t working? You pray. You read your Bible. You try. But nothing seems to happen. Nothing seems to change. Does it ever feel like your soul just refuses to be comforted?
WEATING drops of blood, Jesus prayed if it were possible for the cup of God’s judgment to pass from him (Matthew 26:39). For love, for the glory of the Father, for the redemption of his people, Jesus’s prayer continued, “Yet not as I will, but as you will.” For us, he drank the full cup of God’s wrath. He drank it to the dregs.
OD has revealed himself in two books: Scripture and Nature. How should the Christian view and use these two books in apologetics? That’s the topic Dr. R. Albert Mohler, Jr., discussed at his keynote address for the annual conference for the Center for Biblical Apologetics & Public Christianity at Cedarville University.
ING Solomon is called the wisest man to ever live. As an adult I read Ecclesiastes and realized that what wisdom Solomon had, he clearly had to earn the hard way. But there’s good news in this dark book: there’s hope for those who have to learn the hard way. And the end of the matter makes sense of all that matters.
t was my first time to preach at the church in Nashville, TN, where I was serving as a student pastor. I won’t forget the man in the cowboy hat sitting in the audience, whom I later learned was country music singer Tim McGraw. Nor will I forget the letter a guy about my age gave me after the sermon.