Finding Your Apron for God
Susanna Wesley was a busy woman living in a small home of the 1700s London. She birthed nineteen children, ten of whom survived to adulthood. She was a pastor’s wife and a stay-at-home mother. Susanna
Susanna Wesley was a busy woman living in a small home of the 1700s London. She birthed nineteen children, ten of whom survived to adulthood. She was a pastor’s wife and a stay-at-home mother. Susanna
Was Christmas night silent, or not? One carol sings about how this “holy night” was calm and bright, radiant beams of heavenly peace, “glories streaming from heaven afar,” while another captures the cries of a
On reading John Bunyan, C.H. Spurgeon concluded that this man “is a living Bible. Prick him anywhere; his blood is Bibline, the very essence of the Bible flows from him. He cannot speak without quoting
“New technology should not replace or disrupt anything good that already exists, and this includes family and community relationships.” (Wendell Berry) Exiled in cyberspace. That’s how I feel. It has been but a couple of
The digital age hurries and shatters our concentration into a million little pieces, and now the greatest challenge to literacy is a short attention span. Oliver O’Donovan Haste is infectious. It affects everything about
Don’t just say, “I read my Bible.” The devil knows the Bible by heart. He used it against Jesus. It’s about lingering there, loving the truth, and pleading with the Lord to open the eyes
There are lots of stories in the Bible, but all stories are telling one Big Story. It is the Story of how God loves his children and comes to rescue them. It takes the whole
Marriage and parenting are not easy. They are beautiful gospel realities and blessings. And yet, they are both very hard. They will not always make us happy, but they should not steal our joy. Christian
In her poem A Better Resurrection, the 19th-century Christian poetess, Christina Rossetti, captures a rawness of her pain that exposes violent emotions. The three-stanza poem contours the dark, depressing side to her grief that eclipses
The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him. (G.K. Chesterton) It’s easy to spot a war zone when bullets are flying and