Originally written in January 2019. Relevant today as the abortion fight continues.
During the week prior to and the days leading up to this announcement, a strong sense of needing to share a particular part of my life, one that I, honestly, like to keep under the radar, came over me. Initially I didn’t understand why the desire to write my story had sprang up so suddenly (though abortion is a subject/crisis near to my heart), but when I came across the above linked headline (on January 23rd), stating that the state of New York had voted to legalize abortion up to birth, I did.
Some years ago, I found myself subbing for a rambunctious group of second graders. Each of the students entered the room that morning with their own little personalities, and made their way around the room to complete their morning assignments. However, there was one student in the bunch whose behavior differed from the others. Although he sat amongst a table of smiling peers, he was crying his eyeballs out… and I couldn’t understand why; after all, school had barely begun. Continue reading
In the past weeks, I’ve been told, and read of via online news portals, about passing after passing, or, death after death. And these deaths, as some may imagine, haven’t been of the elderly, those whom have lived a number of years and matured gracefully. No. These deaths have been of the young, those barely wet behind the ears, and haven’t seen one strand of gray hair. Continue reading
If you’ve been a believer for an extended period of time now—at least two years, I’ll say—you’ve come to the understanding that growth in Christ and His Word isn’t an overnight process, but can be compared more to the process of a planted seed, which takes time to germinate. Continue reading
A short time ago, I found myself engaged in conversation with someone I’ve known since my childhood years (he’s a little younger). The conversation began lightly, remembering things from the past, but quickly shifted when I asked, “So when are you and your girlfriend getting married?” Continue reading
Some years ago, I was informed that a (distant) relative was going through a tough time. She and her mother, it was said, were bickering back and forth, she was tired, and suicide (according to her) seemed like the best option for her. Continue reading
One of my favorite Gospel songs is What A Friend We Have in Jesus; throughout this year, God has been bringing it to my heart and mind in different ways. Continue reading
As of late within the church, there are some things that have been grabbing my attention, which I will speak on here today. Before I get into those things, however, I want to start by expounding on a passage, with similarity to today’s topic, in Malachi chapter 1. (Note: reading verses 6-14 before beginning may be helpful.) There, God brings correction to Israel about their polluted offerings. Continue reading
On last Sunday, a day before my surgery on Monday, June 18th, I found myself studying the words of Psalm 91 (a favorite of mine). During that study time, the words of verses 14-16 jumped out at me (I’ve always loved them), and I stayed there. The next morning, before heading out for the surgery, I set my sights there again, as I readied myself for the road ahead of me. Continue reading
As I sat on my bed one day, a couple of weeks ago, pondering some things, a passage of Scripture—that blew my mind upon my initial reading of it some years ago—came to mind (as it does sometimes). In that passage, a man of God’s longing for something outside of the will of God for his life is revealed, and we also find God’s response to it there. Who is the man in question? His name is Baruch (buh-rook), and he’s a scribe to Jeremiah, the prophet. Follow me to Jeremiah chapter 45, to hear Baruch’s complaint and God’s response. Continue reading