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Through the decades, I have had to unlearn what was taught to me that night.

If you are like me, you have never heard a sermon on imagination.

We need to remind ourselves in these times that the body of Christ is made up of millions of individual members, each unique, precious, and indispensable.

They got what they needed each day—no more, no less.

The wounds inflicted will take years to heal, and some might never fully recover.

I have changed my mind about rapture theology. Reformed theology does not support it.

The gold edge of his white robe brushed the ground as he slowly lit each candle.

God’s love for people who have been marginalized, discarded, and taken advantage of reverberates throughout the Bible.

I spend a lot of time listening. But is it worthwhile?

We are so covered in mud that we can’t even do something righteous without soiling it.

A desire to know Jesus was born within her and never left.

I look back with amazement at these four decades and find that I am still traveling, living often as a foreigner and stranger.

I found that when students spoke about Christianity with people of other belief systems, they often reduced their faith to actions.

There is enormous pressure in the church today to build a curriculum that is contemporary and to produce young leaders who will draw a crowd.

As I look at the miracles recorded in the four gospels, I see four general categories in which these miracles were performed: healing the body, casting out demons, controlling nature, and raising the dead.

I look back with amazement at these four decades and find that I am still traveling, living often as a foreigner and stranger.

Adam’s original creation covenant mandate from God of subduing or having dominion over the earth was to do it for God’s glory, not man’s.

Taking up my cross means accepting all the pain and injustice and misery life imposes on me as I attempt to be a faithful follower of Jesus.

We have a vague notion that heaven is somewhere “up there,” but more likely it is located well outside of our sense of space or even time.

In some ways we all just want to be happy—to have a jump in our stride, a smile on our face, a warm feeling in the chest.

When we begin to see Jesus as our shalom, we begin to understand the depth and hope of his shalom.

The myth of “the one” says the universe has picked out one special person for you, a soulmate perfectly crafted to meet your every need and fit your every curve of character.

This Canaanite intuits that Jesus gives spiritual bread. She is not too proud to beg.