Challenges

Perfect Witness

Perfect Witness

An earthen vessel, particularly in Bible times, was the least fancy and the least perfect, not polished or near perfection. Paul writes to the Corinthians that our imperfections are by design and are for the specific purpose of showing God’s greatness of power.

Different Trenches, Same Battle

Different Trenches, Same Battle

There is a certain level of comfort and safety in a trench. It’s not really the place you want to be, but you have some safety and comfort knowing you are protected. We have friends that are in trenches right next to us, so we all feel we understand what the other is going through. We see when there is a battle brewing, and sometimes we even hop into each other’s trenches! We know we’re on a level field of challenge, and being together helps us to get through the battle before us. We can’t be in the same trench and work against one another.

God, Why Did You Fail Me?

God, Why Did You Fail Me?

I had grand dreams of the ministry work we would do. The reality of life was a far cry from that, which led to a crisis of faith. In the process of questioning and wrestling with God, I got to know Him better—for Himself, as He truly is, not as I had been taught, but Him.

Remove the Rescue Vest and Let God be God

Remove the Rescue Vest and Let God be God

When my son was diagnosed with autism more than thirty years ago, I put on my yellow rescue vest, and rarely take it off. I’ve discovered that my work as rescuer has bled over into the rest of my life. I need to let go of the myth that I have the power to rescue or change anyone but myself. God is inviting me to take off the yellow rescue vest and let God be God!

The April Only God Could Plan

The April Only God Could Plan

I had been pondering the High Priestly Prayer since our son was diagnosed with a chiari malformation. I realized that Jesus not only surrendered His physical body so that we might be saved, but He also offered up His glory, His spiritual being for us as well. He literally poured out everything He had, physically, emotionally and spiritually for His children. I shared with my wife how I prayed a similar prayer over our son, that I would surrender everything, every grace, blessing and favor given to me by God so that my son might be healed. It hit me that this is exactly what we celebrate at Easter, a miracle of sacrifice so profound that we can only scratch the surface of how deep it goes. Sunday was coming, and this year we would quite possibly have an Easter miracle just a few days early.