As we sat side by side watching our kids’ practice, he showed concern about an issue with his son. I could relate.
A gas station near our house offers a carwash which I’d never used—until a sunny spring Saturday’s errand to gas up our van inspired me to rinse off its layers of Midwestern road crud.
I used to think a leader was someone who knows a lot, talks a lot, and works a lot.
So you’re heading off to Romania/Burundi/Ecuador for a mission trip/study abroad/backpacking adventure.
What is peace? We often define it in terms of what it isn’t—as in, it’s the absence of conflict or distraction or anything that makes us feel uncomfortable or disturbed.
A friend of mine once went to an evangelism training seminar for campus ministers where they were asked to share the gospel with each other to practice.
When you picture strength, what comes to mind?
“My stupid mouth has got me in trouble. I said too much again.”
I used to think missions was a thing for super-Christians.
“I’m good.” “It’s all good.” “Good news!” The word good is our default for anything vaguely positive. But what do we mean when we talk about goodness?
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