Have you ever felt hopeless? Empty? Devoid of emotion? Have you ever felt like sin was dragging you so far down into the muck and mire that finding a way out seemed impossible? I have.
And at such times, I wonder. I ponder. I feel like loving God is the most difficult thing in the world. The world pulls me in every direction. My job. Music. Free time. My phone. My computer. Movies. Food. God becomes an afterthought. Loving Him seems nearly impossible. How do you love someone you can’t see or hear?
How Can I Love God More?
Christmas is almost here. Will you be focused on your Christmas tree, your Christmas shopping, your decorations . . . or will you be focused on Christ?
Christmas – It’s Almost Here!
Sorry for the blunt title, but I didn’t know how else to say it. Tim has passed away. No more will we be getting the detailed, intricately woven tapestry of biblical logic we’re used to reading. I found Tim in his house on Friday, December 5, 2014, kneeling by his bed. His arm was outstretched, as if in supplication to God. I can’t help but think he was praying for us as he always did. I feel like a child without a dad. Alone and afraid.
But that’s not what Tim wanted. He wanted us to be confident in the risen Jesus Christ. So take heed to the words of Tim’s poem and remember that even though Tim’s body has failed, Christ remains with us. And we will see Tim again in glory someday.
No, not really.
While I am gone
Christ always is with thee.
And though you will grieve
And weep and mourn,
Christ grieves with you;
His heart is torn.
Yes, most truly
Trust in God,
And you shall come to me.
In glory, oh Jesus!
He’s more wonderful than
What we ever believed.
For now, we grieve and despair in our great loss. But we remain firm in our hope. We have Jesus, who is closer than a brother. His Spirit will guide us. It’s time to take hold of the reins and do what we’ve been created to do — know and love Jesus — our risen savior.
If you knew Tim and were touched by him, feel free to comment on his memorial page at the following link.
Tim’s Memorial Page–He Walked with God
To many prayer is telling God about one’s requests. But I want to give it a different type of definition, not one based on what we do, but based on what we believe. Prayer is believing God. Those who do not pray, do not believe God. Those who believe God will pray. Prayer is an expression of faith.
Prayer, As an Expression of Faith in God
When we walk away from God and do our own thing, we begin to feel separated from God. And there is a reason – we are separated from Him. God is wholly committed to us but His perfect holiness does not find a willing counterpart in lives of sin. So what does that mean? If we wander too far from God can we still return? Is there hope?
I Feel Hopeless – Can I Still Return to God?
Tammy’s story reveals the life-changing power of the Jesus of the Bible. Who else could turn around a life like this?
My name is: regret, shame, pain, dirty, angry, failure, hated, forgotten. My life is full of valleys, with no mountain in sight. I haven’t seen good in so long I’m not sure it still exists.
My Life Before Christ – Tammy’s Christian Testimony
Are you willing to step out of your comfort zone to answer His call? Or are you plenty happy being lukewarm?
Lukewarm – A Christian Poem
When I read this question, I thought, what a good question! When I read the answer, I thought, oh, I should have known that!
Where and Who Did Gentiles Come From?
I remember the long, slow walk to the elevator, and to the car. Not a word was spoken between my wife and I. Just before we got to the car I stopped. My wife looked at me and I said, “Well, you wanted babies. I guess we are having three!” My wife gave me a big hug, as if it was my decision to make. For some odd reason all I could think about is how selfish I would have been pointing to the monitor and saying, “Okay Doc, we’ll pick these two and you make this one go away.”
I did talk to God and the thought entered my mind, “This is not your decision to make; you make the wrong decision and I can take them all away.”
Todd & Lynn’s Journey to Faith
For years, decades, before I became a born again Christian, loneliness was my best friend. As the old saying goes, “with friends like this, you don’t need enemies.” Even when I was a sophomore in college, I had to admit that I was isolated from my fellow human beings. I took a course in adolescent psychology with Dr. Elizabeth Hurlock, who, in one lecture, described “the star isolate.” This type of personality might be someone who is popular, who excels, who has friends, and is generally gregarious; yet, he or she at a deep psychological level is isolated from other human beings. A similar problem was noted in Sylvia Plath’s book The Bell Jar. Sylvia was herself a poet who experienced a sense of isolation and intense torments of loneliness even though she was married. Eventually, she committed suicide.
Saved By Jesus From Dismal Loneliness and Fear