theology & leadership
Just when we thought the other side couldn't be more inconsistent with their positions, the Lord goes and tosses us in the seat of inquisition. And like the American General when the German tank commanders urged him to surrender at Bastogne, we say, "Nuts!" Consistency is a pesky little devil.
The place Christians go after they die is not a non-material world, cloaked in white, filled with the sounds of a plucked harp. I hope that didn’t burst your bubble. But it’s true.
Where did Jesus go when he ascended in the sky after his resurrection? Acts 1:9 says, And when he had said these things, as they were looking on, he was lifted up, and a cloud took him out of their sight.” Jesus was in a physical body.
If you’re a Christian and you die before Jesus returns, you will experience two different Heavens. Why is that? Because there is a difference between the Heaven we go to when we die and the Heaven we experience when Jesus returns to Earth to make all things new.
Every person will stand before the Living God in judgment -- twice. The reason we will stand in judgment twice is not because of the inadequacy of the first one, but because of the difference in purpose between them
Everyone reading this sentence will stop breathing one day. Hi! Welcome to my blog. The only caveat to that first statement is: unless Jesus returns first. But if Jesus doesn't return in our lifetimes, there will come a moment in time when we will die.
We often go to extremes to comfort ourselves while walking past the very things that will comfort us.
One of the most shocking and unsettling things we experience in this life is losing a loved one. It hurts. To go from having someone in your life that you see and spend time with to them suddenly not being there is disorienting.
Christians who lack a hunger for God are spiritually unhealthy.
I'm not suggesting that every season of our lives will go "up and to the right" on the bar graph. Seasons of drought are inevitable.
tanding on the grassy spot where others will one day dig a hole and bury me was sobering.
Katrina and I met the funeral director and a family member at the graveyard where we planned to bury our son in a few days. Kaleb died a few days prior, and we were finalizing his arrangements.
