Church, I implore you to read this post, for we have a problem within the Western Church. There’s a reason why so many ministers are getting burned out. There’s a reason why so many Christian bookstores are closing. There’s a reason why there are so many splits and denominations. And there’s a reason why Gandhi said, “I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.”
No, it’s not because there’s Evolution being taught in our schools. It’s not because of rainbows, or Democrats, or instruments. And it’s not because of abortions (which are not the fault of atheists. According to a 2015 survey done by the Christian Research group LifeWay, 70% of women who had an abortion claimed to be a follower of Christ. . . .) One major problem that the church has, is a love problem. Continue reading →
One Sunday after service, a minister decided to order the #1 on the Wendy’s menu, with a Frosty added of course, before taking a seat at a nearby table. It wasn’t long, before a group of men who were cussing and speaking profane things, with the stench of beer still on their breaths from the night before, joined the minister at his table. Turning a table of one into a table of many.
At another table close by, some folks who had listened to the minister’s sermon earlier that morning, began to grumble amongst themselves, saying, “This man receives sinners and eats with them.” Of course, being at a table nearby, and the churchgoers not being the most quiet of gossipers, the minister heard their words.
He then calmly dipped another fry into his Frosty and munched on it, before speaking in a mild voice, yet loud enough for the other table to hear: Continue reading →
Most of us have known of the metamorphosis of a caterpillar into a butterfly since grade school, but have you really taken the time to sit back and to be amazed by what it takes to create such a beautiful creation? In order for a caterpillar to transform into a butterfly, it must secure itself within a chrysalis, and it’s within the chrysalis where the truly amazing part takes place: Continue reading →
Meet Monty. No, he’s not my puppy–I wish. He belongs to some good friends of mine. I mean look at him; he’s a beautiful dog who loves to chew, play, and eat. He’s also still learning that not everything is a chew toy, and that it’s not okay to pee on the floor when someone doesn’t want to play with you.
Monty also enjoys to have his tummy rubbed from time to time, enjoying the pleasure that is stimulated when this soft part of his body is scratched. Yet, though enjoyable, this position puts Monty and any dog into a vulnerable position, which is why dogs naturally only roll onto their back when they are submitting or are comfortable around their company. In order to enjoy the coveted tummy rub, the dog must first submit and make himself vulnerable.