Encouragement for Reluctant Saints

I have a confession to make. Every now and again, I catch myself thinking Why couldn’t God have just raptured me the minute I came to faith? I know there are some faithful Christian brothers and sisters out there who breeze through life making it all look very easy, and I love them dearly for it. But for my part, the hardest part of being a Christian is living as a Christian in the context of this fallen world. From the moment of conversion when God removes the scales from our eyes, and we see the world as it is,...

Stephen Jones

An Underrated Ecclesiastical Virtue

Darryl Dash

The Weightiness of Worship

Darryl Dash

Beware the “Just a Little Bit” Fallacy

Andrew Noble

Deathbed Desires

Darryl Dash

Before Cancer, Death Was Just Other People’s Reality. Not Anymore.

Ryley Heppner

Seasons of suffering do not aways produce our clearest and most logical thoughts. The coming together of things like shock, sadness, anger, and confusion can sometimes lead to some wildly unhealthy and even irrational conclusions and decisions. And yet, I would argue that those difficult seasons of our lives can also end up being the moments when we see things with a surprising amount of clarity. On February 4th, 2024, I went to the hospital to have a lump looked at. I expected to be home that evening with some medication to take care of a very mundane diagnosis. However,...

10 Things You Should Know About Ramadan

Angie Velasquez Thornton

This year, April 9 marks the end of the month-long fast sacred to Muslims around the world. Growing up in Southern California, I had little exposure to Islam in general, and to Ramadan in particular. During our ten years in Senegal, however, I learned a great deal about Ramadan thanks to my Muslim friends. And just as Paul sought to connect with his hearers as he proclaimed the message of eternal life at the Aeropagus in Acts 17, so we can seek to understand our Muslim friends, in the hopes of then being able to share our faith with them....

Hope for Mamas with Sick Babies

Erin Ford

Ding ding, ding ding, ding ding went the machines in the hospital tracking my baby’s oxygen saturation. They had been stable and in a healthy range all afternoon. I was starting to feel hope that we could go home the next morning. But then night came. His oxygen levels kept dipping too low and struggling to come back up. I paced back and forth anxiously watching the numbers, the exhaustion from several days in the hospital weighing on me. The nurse came in and increased his oxygen support. I felt gutted. Not only would we not be going home the...