Discipleship

Created for Relationships

There’s something about community—the relationships, the sense of belonging, the support and encouragement, the sympathy and understanding—that deepens our lives and anchors our souls.

How a Simple Habit Can Reset Your Soul

Meditating on God’s Word every day corrects my thinking, convicts my heart, and shapes my theology. It’s the plumb line for what I believe, how I live, and the Gospel I preach.

Openhanded: Matters of the Heart and the Bank Account

There are so many things that seem to beg for our resources. So what kind of mindset must we have if we are to not only be generous, but joyfully generous?

Continue to Be Salt and Light After the Election

As Christians, we go back to what we should have always been—and always should be—doing. And that’s living out our faith, being salt and light in the culture.

Satan’s Game Plan

This is a warfare we are engaged in with the devil. It’s not a scrimmage, not maneuvers, not a rehearsal for anything, and definitely not practice.

The Psychology of Atheism and the Gospel

The truth about God the Father is that He is our Father. A Father full of love and grace, mercy and compassion, truth and guidance.

The Choice to be Glad

Paul is telling the Philippians to count their blessings and live in that space of gratitude and praise. To dwell in the promises of the Lord and his great love for us.

Gideon Was Afraid

We use an expression like, “Put out the fleece” for some kind of process of seeking to know God's will by asking Him to provide a tangible, observable sign answering a question we have. That’s what Gideon did.

How God Used a Neighbor’s Stray Bird

As exciting as our chicken-chasing escapade was, what’s more exciting is the conversation Jason and I had during and after it.

Who Are You, Really?

Identity begins with authority. If we want to have the answer of identity, then we must first grapple with the question of authority.

The Relationship Between Dreams and Inspiration

As a result of having so many vivid dreams, for years I kept a dream journal, and every morning I would write down whatever I’d dreamed about the previous night—no matter how crazy and odd.