Once, a group from the South was on their way to D.C. to protest the recently passed voter laws. In the southern part of Virginia, they ran into car troubles and ended up stranded on the highway at dusk. They were clad in t-shirts that said to “protect voting rights” and with the names of... Continue Reading →
It is time for some repentance. It is time to bring my very bitter, self-righteous heart to God. I need to lay down my pride-filled arrows and see the nicks and pain I have left with my wild shots. It is time to put aside this armor of bitterness - it does not serve me well.
Last week I wrote about the fruit of our life. How do we evaluate - or how do others know - that our faith means something to us? What is the mark that faith goes beyond words to choices, attitudes, decisions, and how we treat others? How does following God go from being something we say to... Continue Reading →