As one theologian has said, “If I could hear Christ praying for me in the next room, I would not fear a million enemies.”

Whatever mundane task you put your hands to today, for whatever length of time, you can experience glory in the ordinary.

Shame may have felt like a good idea at the time, but its roots were too weak to sustain any real fruit in my life.

We listen to Satan’s accusations and let them hinder us from worshipping and serving in complete freedom. We cower down in fear and terror of who we are and what we have done. Christ has removed our chains, but we still walk as if we are bound.

We’ve come a long way from the church in the second and third centuries where so many members could not own, let alone read, a copy of the Scriptures. Now, Bible commentaries flood in through radio, internet, podcasts, and television.

A few drops of lust today could add up to an affair next year. A couple of drops of envy tomorrow might add up to a severed friendship next month.

When we’ve done all we can do, it will never be enough. But the perfection of Christ is.

My days have always been numbered. But I guess it takes some years before you learn to count.

That control is an idol, I’m a sinner, and Jesus is King.

Talent can be a blessing from the Lord, but if not met with character it can be the very downfall of a person and, unfortunately, a church.

Is “progress” unbroken, upward motion? Or is it more like the maze of Snakes and Ladders? God lets us stretch and rise, and sometimes even fall.

Do we associate seasons of brokenness with new beginnings? Scripture does.