A Holy Week identity crisis

If we truly examine our words and actions, we are forced to admit that we have sometimes echoed Peter’s words: “I know not the man!”

My duplicate is dead

As the family sat down to open Christmas presents, their 7-year-old son began to cry: “Mommy! Mommy! My duplicate is dead!” What could it mean?

Save the offering

Online giving may soon make passing the plate during Sunday morning worship services practically obsolete. But at what theological cost?

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

During Lent, we stare the awful truth of death directly in the face and contemplate anew the depth of our sin and the magnitude of Christ’s salvation.

Love won in St. Louis

What does love look like? A husband and a wife who lay down their lives for each other. Christ on the cross, dying to redeem His Bride.

Let there be light

Beginning with its epic appearance in the opening verses of Genesis, light is a powerful image throughout the pages of Scripture.

Love keeps no record of rights

We do a nice thing and immediately tuck it away in our mental archives for later. “Wow,” we say to ourselves, “would you look at that!” And then we do. Often.

Hot dish heaven

Lasagna and honey ham, lemon bars and snickerdoodles … There’s something heavenly about a potluck.

Where moth and rust decay

“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven.”

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