Where is Your Hope?
Do you have hope? Before you answer let me explain what I mean by hope…
Do you have hope? Before you answer let me explain what I mean by hope…
How in the world can a wretched, sinful, conniving pile of dust such as we humans stand in confidence before a holy, righteous, perfect, and powerful God? This God cannot be fooled!
It would be safe to say that all of us have humiliated ourselves at one time or another. I remember one time I said an unkind word about a classmate of mine my junior year in high school only to realize that she was sitting right behind me…
I would like to make a very bold statement. No matter what you believe about Jesus Christ now, someday you will acknowledge Him as Lord of all (Philippians 2:10-11). The choice you have is whether you will do this from heaven or hell.
I have prayed for a lot of things, circumstances, and people over the years, as I’m sure you have, too. Some of my prayers have been short and intense, like the time an oncoming car swerved into our path one winter coming back from Rockland…
For those of you men who are older I’m sure you remember what it was like when your father said, “meet me in the woodshed.” You knew immediately that it was not to stack wood because you had just disobeyed your dad in some way and the “board of education” was about to be applied to “the seat of knowledge”.
Friend, how do want to finish your life? Nobody wants to end their life in disgrace or failure. But is there a higher goal in the Christian life than to keep our noses clean? Can we look forward to more than a sigh of relief that we made it?
Courage is a must to live life well. Certainly, we need courage to live out our faith for Christ in a hostile world. But have you ever thought that courage is also needed to pray?
We’ve all seen a squirrel dart across the road, then for some reason stop, hesitate, change direction a couple of times, then if he’s lucky, escape the tires of an oncoming car to the safety of the ditch…
One of the biggest lies Satan sells folks is that freedom equals no restraint. To be truly free, he whispers, is to not be subject to anything or anyone. Be your own man! As Frank Sinatra boasted, I did it “My Way.” THAT, my friends, is the theme song in hell!
Ever feel like you need a brain transplant? You set down to accomplish a task and the neurons don’t want to fire correctly and nothing seems to connect, or they fire all at once and your thoughts resemble a swarm of bees buzzing around in your head. The Word of God calls this confusion, and there is a solution.
There is no such thing as a perfect parent. That being the case, a goal to shoot for, men, is to avoid the extremes of parenting styles. Scripture gives us clear information on these two extremes in Ephesians 6:4 and the book of Proverbs.
Every area of life has its extremes. Religion has its liberals and conservatives, politics, as well. In sports you find the fair-weather follower and the fanatic. Parenting is no different. In between the harsh parenting style and the permissive style, you will find the balance, a noble if not somewhat elusive goal.
After the Israelites left Egypt and were on their way to the Promised Land, every time they encountered an obstacle or challenge, they wanted to go back to Egypt. They sang the same song when they had no water, when they had no food, when they got tired of the food God provided and other instances…
I was sitting on my sister’s couch one evening severely depressed. I had been this way for months, and as I stared at nothing in particular, I suddenly noticed my 3-year-old niece, Katie…