You are being discipled by something.
Augustine in City of God pictures a resurrection in which the bodily systems we no longer need to protect ourselves can use energy to praise God.
God's people are the stage upon which His forgiveness becomes visible. They are never more authentic than when they ask for forgiveness and forgive others.
Shared grief is just pride with a sad face.
Could it be that God is so intensely personal that He would burn down your world in hopes of building it back?
The speaker says one of the blessings of the family of God is that the enthusiasm of children influences their elders while experience seasons the younger members.
God does not regret saving you. There is no sin which you commit which is beyond the cross of Christ.
When the early Church recited the Apostles Creed, it was simultaneously their greatest act of rebellion, and their greatest act of submission.
The engine that drives all your activities is hope. What you hope in shapes you.
It is arrogant to believe that you know what is true for you. Surely you know in your own life with you that you cannot be trusted.
I've grown more OK with mystery as I've gotten older.
Institutions and cultures are not immortal. Humans, Christian and non-Christian, are. Compared to us, our country is a gnat.
Expositing. John 14, the speaker explains that the Holy Spirit making His home with us involves Him exposing other areas of our lives for repentance, regeneration, and renewal.
This passage, by the way, doesn't just give us the comparative negative of hell, but it translates well into a theology of suffering. With these words of Jesus in mind, I can now know that it is bette...
My understanding from the Word of God is that I am supposed to preach for the maturation of the believer with a view that lost people are there.
This wasn't a legalistic play. He simply wanted more and more of God.
What has defined our faith since the beginning is open-ended gladness.
I think "HALLELUJAH" translates into "HALLELUJAH" in every language out there.
A bad song you can't forget is called an earworm. The way to get rid of an earworm is to deliberately remember an equally awful song.
The net that catches me when I confront traumatic events is that 10,000 years from now, they will be a reason for rejoicing.