Category Archives: worship

Glorify Jesus by Accepting His Blood-Bought Forgiveness

An Open Letter to My Guilt-Ridden Friend in Christ My friend, I truly have lost count of the number of times I have heard someone say the exact same thing (almost to the very word and order) that you expressed to me last week: “I know God has forgiven me, but I just can’t forgive

Modern-Day Parables: Giving ‘Eyesight’ to the Blind

Mark 4:10-12: (ESV) And when he was alone, those around him with the twelve asked him about the parables. And [Jesus] said to them, “To you has been given the secret of the kingdom of God, but for those outside everything is in parables, so that ‘they may indeed see but not perceive, and may


I really don’t like it when uncontrolled emotional responses rise up within me; they are almost always an inconvenience, a nuisance that burns up energy I had planned to use in other ways, basically messing up my schedule for that day. Any powerful sense of feeling that can lead to my being unable to speak

That Which We Worship

“Pay attention to whatever it was you were doing when you last lost track of the time.” Just this morning, I received another great blog post from Chris Spooner, an extremely-talented UK-based visual designer, one that was simply breathtaking. (And I don’t use that adjective very much, just FYI.) When I finally scanned through the

Every-Single-Day Thankfulness

These days, it seems to me that gratitude is less and less the natural inclination of the average American heart. Maybe it’s the relentless focus our news sources give to harrowing world events, the way in which political battles have turned into mud-slinging matches or the fact that Americans in the 21st century – even

‘A Genuine Son of Israel’

In the early years of my faith, I approached the Bible as “a great religious book I ought to read” and, in many ways, there is truth in that statement. But with that mindset, it seemed disrespectful, in my mind, to question the meaning of Scripture. I was reading Great Truth, after all, God’s very

Heads-Down at a Green Light

In the era before we could look up the birthdays of famous people or purchase Hello Kitty collectibles while driving, I recall people were a lot less patient while waiting at stop lights. “Dang it, I have places I want to go!” seemed to be the prevailing attitude; one could often observe cars lightly rocking