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Life’s Challenges

Arise and shine. God is here!

Christmas joy and Christmas grief are the unavoidable extremes of Christmas. Parents of young children, the healthy, and those who have successfully had more…

Who is God?

The gift that keeps on giving

Most likely you’ve heard the phrase, “It’s the gift that keeps on giving.” It was first coined in the 1920s and promoted radios. The…

Living My Faith

When I grow up

“When I grow up, I want to be weak and scrawny!” Nobody would ever say that! We don’t want any part of our lives…

Who is God?

Good news for bad days

Every Christmas when I was a kid, my church made me memorize and recite the words of Luke 2:1-20: “In those days Caesar Augustus…

Life’s Challenges

Something to give

I remember the exact date, time, and where I was when things started going downhill for our family this fall. We all experience it…

Life’s Challenges

I think I can. . . . I know God can

“I think I can. . . . I think I can. . . . I think I can,” said the little engine that could….

Who is God?

Persistent love

Raise your hand if Hosea is your favorite book of the Bible! I have a feeling there aren’t many hands going up. I felt…

Who is God?

Parental torment

It always tore me up inside to see my children sick, especially when they were small. Feeling their little foreheads burning with fever, cheeks…

Living My Faith

A-Z grace

“God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal…

Bible 101

The walking dead

For many of you, your neighborhoods have started to look a lot like mine does. With Halloween just around the corner, there are all…

Who is God?

Holy, holy, holy

I learned a new word the other day. I fancy myself to be a word nerd with a decently large vocabulary, so this doesn’t…

Living My Faith

Chores for God’s children

Since my bride is a beautifully organized woman, she has created a color-coordinated chore chart for our children. Every morning our daughters see the…