Hold Their Hands
I love my sons equally. In my heart, there is no distinction between them, but they have vastly diff...
1-On-1
1-on-1 In my youth ministry days, I firmly believed in a tactic called “Event-Based Min...
Practice Makes Perfect
Practice Makes Perfect One aspect of the church that has always intrigued me is that it is a ...
Remind, Rejoice, Safeguard
A couple of years ago, I embarked on a new direction in my career. I was considering transitioning f...
Jesus, Lord at Thy Birth
The Gospel is hard news, but it will always be good news. I love Christmas. I love this time o...
Footsteps Have Trod
“Good King Wenceslas” is one of my favorite Christmas season poems to read. John Mason N...
Silent Night
Patience is not a strong suit for humans. I experience this every day. Every Sunday, I take one boy ...
Illnesses
I have been fighting some illness for over three weeks. It started as a cough, and today, I woke up,...
Bowl of Soup
Bowl of Soup I love autumn and winter for many reasons, but one of my favorite reasons is that I get...
In a Minute, but Not Yet…
Every summer, while in youth ministry, I would take a group of high schoolers to a summer camp at Ab...
Me on His Mind
Every autumn, something spectacular happens as the weather changes and the shifting sun in the north...
I Trust You, Use Me
Yesterday in the lesson, we skimmed over Judges 6:36-40, it is the passage concerning Gideon making ...