How quickly we ‘backslide,’ forgetting God’s goodness to us in our need, becoming casual in our commitment to His ways, neglecting our devotion. I see this pattern repeated again and again:crisis comes into a person’s life; they fervently seek God… Continue reading

Yesterday’s mail brought a gift from my daughter. She sent me a book she had read, wanting to share her discovery of Gordon Fee’s scholarship with her Dad. She also enclosed a card that expressed her affection. I loved it!… Continue reading

“You can tell a lot about a ship as you look at its wake. If it is in a straight line, you get the feeling that the boat is steadily on course and that the captain is not dozing at… Continue reading

Moses was wandering around in the desert, tending a small flock of sheep for forty years. He had been a prince in Egypt until his sense of justice got the better of him and he killed an Egyptian slave master… Continue reading

Several of my readers responded to yesterday’s TFTD about battle fatigue with notes that said – ‘me, too!’ The situations were different – relating to health, kids, jobs, marriage – but each writer identified with the weariness of soul that… Continue reading

Soldiers who are part of combat for prolonged periods of time often develop battle fatigue, also called PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder), or shell shock. Characteristics of this mental state include psychological numbness, hyper-awareness, rage, and reliving situations of extreme… Continue reading

Former Congressman Foley’s attorney announced that the man had gone to a rehabilitation center after his Internet communications with teenage boys about explicit sexual matters became public and forced his resignation from the House; and, his lawyer also told the… Continue reading

There is an oft-told story about a Life Saving Organization, which was started along the shore of the sea to rescue sailors in peril. When the first group of rescuers gathered, they were intense about their mission, serving in terrible… Continue reading

John Newton penned the now familiar line – “Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me!” Newton knew the depths of wretchedness. In his youth, he had gone to sea and over time became a captain,… Continue reading

At a meeting I attended this week, we spent the first hour in politeness. It was like a carefully choreographed dance of formal introductions, following the agenda, shielding ourselves. Then, as we became better acquainted, the room thawed. People expressed… Continue reading