The cross is where Jesus took the penalty our sin deserved so that we could receive the righteousness we could never earn (2 Corinthians 5:21). It is the center of Christianity: justice and mercy meeting in one act of love. This post asks the question every person must answer: what
As a child, I lived Denver, Colorado for several years. Bungalows and Tudor-style homes lined our block. Each home had a front porch and it wasn’t uncommon for neighbors to visit each other on cooler spring and summer evenings. There were advantages and disadvantages. On one hand, we knew who
We live in a day where the very thought of truth is questioned. More people are confused than ever, desperately seeking out what truth is and what’s the meaning of life. In the craziness of our culture fighting constantly about things like tolerance, where in the world are we to
God is “the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction” (2 Corinthians 1:3–4). These Bible verses about comfort meet grief, loss, and weariness with real hope — He
God doesn’t need me. He doesn’t need my love, praise or loyalty. He doesn’t need my time, money or obedience. He doesn’t need my mega-church, micro-church or sermon. He doesn’t need my worship song, mission project, or leadership. He doesn’t need anything from me. For many years I felt I
