Jesus. The Way, the Truth, and the Life.
Imagine a life marred by drugs & alcohol & an unfaithful spouse. Now imagine something worse. George’s Christian testimony.
George was in a bad marriage for a long time. He was addicted to meth and alcohol for years. His life was in shambles. Then one day, he had about the worst day a person can have. Really. Check out his story.
It’s easy to mistake wealth as a sign of God’s blessing on your life. That’s no sure sign. Check out Paul’s testimony.
It’s been a while since I posted anything (sorry).
Here’s Paul’s testimony. He was a millionaire by the time he was 29. Was it a satisfying experience?
Are we saved by faith? Or by works? Or are we saved by both?
The Bible says we’re saved by faith. But then James says that without works, our faith is dead. So then, are we saved by faith and works both?
What would it be like to wake up and find out you’d been in a coma for a year? Paralyzed. Confused. Trying to remember.
Reverend David has an amazing story.
I woke up in a strange room. But hold on, it gets even better. Not only was I in a strange room, but I couldn’t move either. The only muscles I could control were my eyes. But hold on, it gets even better. When I tried to cry out, I discovered I couldn’t talk. But hold on, it gets even better. I had two tubes. One tube that ran from just under my belly button to drain into a bag and the other tube that ran from my lower left side, connecting to a food pump. I had an oxygen hose running to a tracheotomy in my neck.
What happens next?
I cannot imagine losing a child. Beth’s story recalls the death of her son to suicide and God’s healing in her life.
This testimony was difficult to read.
My children are everything to me. When I see pain in my daughter’s eyes I react quickly to alleviate that pain. I could not imagine life without her. I do not know if I could go on living if she were not here. She is everything to me.
Beth’s story is her account of losing her son to suicide.
King Saul consulted a medium and it worked! Therefore, we should be able to consult mediums, too, right?
Back in the Old Testament we see that King Saul consulted a medium. Samuel appeared to them and spoke to Saul. Was this a normal occurrence for the Israelites? Their king consulted a medium and it worked. Should this be a model for us? Is it OK for a Christian to be consulting mediums? Based on the result of Saul’s meeting with the medium (1 Samuel 28:19), we don’t think it’s a good idea (notwithstanding all the other Scripture references directing God’s people to avoid consulting mediums—Leviticus 19:31; 20:6; Deuteronomy 18:9-14; 2 Kings 21:6; 23:24-25; 2 Chronicles 33:6; Isaiah 8:19).
Christmas. Did it stem from a pagan holiday or is it really the birthday of Jesus Christ?
Did Christmas stem from a pagan holiday? Is it true that the Roman Catholics earmarked that day for use as Christ’s birthday to eradicate a pagan holiday already being celebrated on that day? Was Jesus Christ really born on December 25? Does it even matter what day Jesus was really born? Should we celebrate Christmas? These are questions I’ve heard asked about a million times. Here’s our opinion.
The Bible points out significant differences between the Father and the Son.
The Bible is replete with passages making significant distinctions between the Father and the Son. But the Bible also says that the Father and the Son are one and the same. And we also read that there is only one God. So how do we sort this all out?
A poem that succinctly tells the Christmas story. It’s a reminder of where our focus should be during this season.
What’s Christmas really about? Do you remember the real story? So many of us forget as we get caught up in the overwhelming busyness of the season. Let’s stop for a moment and recall the story of the Jesus of the Bible and His arrival on Earth.
Check out Mark’s latest poem. This is good stuff. Who Knows?
Whatever you’ve done, whatever your life experiences—God still loves you. He knows everything about you, and me, and He still accepts us and loves us unconditionally. What a miracle.
A poem by Mark.