Just this month, my oldest daughter (who is 8) went to an event where an altar call was given and afterwards said she wanted to give her life to Jesus. Just a week later, our second oldest (who is 5) told us that she wanted to ask Jesus to come into her heart. Should I…
This month we’ve talked about managing your time as a pastor. This is an important topic that pastors (really, everyone!) should continue to think about. We are finite individuals with a limited amount of time in our days, weeks, and months. If we are going to maximize our time in order to love our families…
As I sit here typing this, I have several things in front of me. There is a sermon to finish typing, a phone meeting to prepare for, and a lunch meeting with someone who has been attending our church. Beyond that, there are emails to answer, books to finish reading, and a host of other…
Photo by rawpixel on Unsplash. There have been too many weeks and months go by where intentionality seemed like a pipe-dream. My places of service in years past (and where I currently serve) have required that I think weeks and month ahead and work diligently towards being organized. For whatever reason, that same intentionality has been flagrantly absent…
A couple Sunday’s ago we celebrated Sanctity of Life Sunday. Since then, there have been several debates I’ve witnessed about abortion and there has been at least one wicked, evil, and unconscionable proposal set forth at high levels of government. This world is confused. No, these are evil days (Eph 5:15–16). Russell Moore, the president…
Photo by Alex Blăjan on Unsplash Our family mirrors to the outside world the kind of person we want others to see us to be. If something is away with our family, we are afraid that people will conclude that something is badly wrong with us (9). Being a part of a family – whatever the part, and…
After three children, I thought I had this parenting thing more or less figured out. And then we had Charlotte. Charlotte has a temper. Grocery shopping when she is not inclined to do so is a nightmare of embarrassment and anxiety. She’s defiant. I think her first sentence was her yelling at me, “No, I…
