“Out of the overflow of the heart, the mouth speaks.” Luke 6:45
I recently lost one of my dearest friends, Brad Smith. Actually, I didn’t lose him. I know right where he is… with Jesus. Brad was a successful businessman, but he knew his real worth wasn’t determined by what he owned, but by Who owned him. The grace of God had transformed his life and made... Continue Reading →
Recently, I apologized to my kids for acting in an unChristlike way. My daughter responded, “Dad, you’re only human.” That excuse might have worked for me in the past. But now, thanks to Christ, I am no longer only human. I am a new creation; a new species, “created to be like God—truly righteous and... Continue Reading →
With deep sadness and joy, I said goodbye last night to my dear friend and father-in-law Don Mardock. No one I’ve ever known has impacted more lives than Papa Don. After 94 years, Don peacefully shed his earth suit en route to heaven. Although our hearts miss him, we know we will see him again... Continue Reading →
Pride is like bad breath. You’re always the last one to know you have it! I’m thankful for a wife who’s not afraid to tell me when my pride starts to stink. It’s happened more than once. My pride makes me hate to lose. Marci dislikes playing games with me when I am too competitive.... Continue Reading →
Someone once told me God is head over heels in love with me, and He can’t help it. I’ve never forgotten those words. Is that really true? I have friends who fear at times that God is unhappy with how they’re living. They have an unhealthy fear of Him. Fear, necessarily, is not always a... Continue Reading →
Recently, Marci and I learned we were swindled out of a large sum of money we had paid for a tiny house. The company’s president blew it on race cars and trips to Las Vegas. Ouch! Father warns us, “Don’t wear yourself out trying to get rich. Be wise enough to know when to quit.... Continue Reading →
In 2004 my mother had a brain stem stroke. Her doctors told us they had never seen anyone recover from a stroke of this magnitude. While she was in the hospital I would go into her room after visiting hours and pray for healing. We also enlisted an army of people to pray. After several... Continue Reading →
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