How Social Media Use Can Rival God
We might attempt to build a framework for how to use social media by making a study of negative patterns to avoid. But the Bible reminds us that
We might attempt to build a framework for how to use social media by making a study of negative patterns to avoid. But the Bible reminds us that
My grandmother was the quintessential pastor’s wife of her generation. She played the piano, sang beautifully, attended every prayer and worship
I glanced to my right at church and saw a dear friend worshiping. I felt a jolt of joy. Three years ago, she was engaged to her college girlfriend.
Imagine it’s 1980. You’re 22 years old, newly graduated from college. You’ve just started at General Motors. You walk into your office and find
Yesterday, instead of checking social media, I did a load of laundry. I cleared the dishes off the counter. I made a jug of lemonade. I touched up
Picking up my stethoscope, I walked down the well-lit hallway to see my next patient. I stepped out of the noisy bustle of the emergency room and
When rumors of a decision to overturn Roe V Wade surfaced earlier in 2022, I was skeptical. This decision is one pro-life advocates had been hoping,
Below the reader will find a sermon by one of the few American-born Orthodox saints, Sebastian Dabovich (1863-1940). The sermon was originally
A few years ago, the church I pastor was working to accommodate children in worship while retaining an atmosphere conducive to learning and praising
I used to feel capable. Then my husband’s Young Onset Parkinson’s Disease diagnosis four years ago peeled back the veneer of capability,
How would you judge someone’s Christian maturity? Perhaps by their Bible knowledge or eloquence in public prayer? By their wisdom in dealing with
Here’s what my wife and I endured in less than a year: we had a child, moved across the country, entered a new ministry position, and legally
What if I pursue the wrong job or go to the wrong college? What if I move when I was supposed to stay? What if I join the wrong church or marry the
Mia gazed at her reflection in the mirror, admiring the winter jacket I brought her. “Do I look American?” she asked. From the look in her eyes,
In 1998, I traveled to Israel. I don’t remember much. I saw most of it through the lens of a video camera. I have a file on my computer — painful