I’ve been thinking recently about the plight of orphans in the world. There are so many children throughout the world who have been orphaned by AIDS, by poverty, by neglect, by crime, and other tragic circumstances. I applaud those Christian families who have taken on the noble responsibility of rearing one of these special children. It is the duty of the church (believers) to care for these young people.
As I have contemplated this topic, a beautiful story from God’s Word came tumbling into my weekly curriculum preparation for our church’s children’s program. You all know the story. Continue reading »
There’s something about a parade that I haven’t been able to put my finger on until recently. Last summer, my family and I joined our friends
As a music pastor, I regularly consult songbooks. Some are old, very old; others are very new. I’m glad that at times in history people have made the effort to write out the songs of our faith. Today, we have thousands from which to lead the church of God in worship. It is a blessed heritage to me.
Taste is a sense for which I am especially grateful to God. I love food. I am one of the people you will occasionally meet that likes it all. I love meats of all kinds including liver. I’ve never met a vegetable I didn’t like, including the wonderful okra, brussel sprout, squash, and asparagus. I love fruit of all kinds, domestic and tropical. I enjoy the differences in taste of wheat, rye, pumpernickel, barley, and oat. I appreciate the fine cheeses. I salivate over the product of the sea: crabs and scallops and lobsters and swordfish and salmon and clam. I like it all.
“Whenever truth begins to emerge onto a higher plane, there are those who close their eyes to the wonder of its possibilities. Strange to tell, many prefer a dead conscience to a live obedience. They will fight to the death to preserve an old order with self-will at the helm, or to prop up a stale theology where narrow dogma provides the ruling dictum. All God’s highest principles are wide-embracing truths, however, not constricting ones, as all hearts that love Fatherhood above the traditions of their elders must recognize before the light of eternity breaks at last upon them.”
“America’s Helping Youth…Is Your Church” was posted this morning over at
I remember playing tag when I was little. Wasn’t very good at it. So, imagine my surprise when I received an email from my good friend
As the trial saga of my friends continues on, the waiting game wears long and hard. It reminded me of a song I sang in our church a few years ago in a time of waiting we were experiencing. Here are the lyrics of that song to meditate on today:
Eight months ago, a dear family very close to me underwent criminal accusation and was attacked even on issues with home schooling and discipline within the family. There has been no substantiation of any claims and no evidence presented to validate the charges. The family is involved in Christian ministry outside the United States.
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