A friend, who has been suffering from a painful illness for the past few years, was recently advised that healing had not yet come because of a lack of faith, and a lack of speaking as though the illness had already been cured. I was asked for my perspective on healing.
It’s a difficult topic, and one I struggle with myself sometimes, but here’s what I’ve concluded:
I absolutely believe in healing, because I absolutely believe in miracles.
I visited a very large church, with a much bigger congregation than I’m normally used to. They had a fog machine. “Why do they need a fog machine?” I started wondering, “Is that necessary? Who is that for?” And of course, the ever-classic, “Where could the money have been spent differently?”
When it comes to issues of tolerance, I think the Church needs to stop looking at what the sinners and unbelievers are doing, and start looking at the early Christian church. When it comes to tolerance, the early church sets a great example: They tolerated immense persecution, deserted by their families, murdered by their government,…
“Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.” -Jesus Just an observation, but I notice Jesus doesn’t say…
In this devotional, I talk about knowing God’s will. I also like to think this is the first devotional with a cameo by Ron Burgundy.
It’s my month to do devotionals each week for the Christian group at work. Here’s another. For what it’s worth, I like to think that I’m the first person to mention nipple chafing in a devotional.
An unfortunate part of our human nature is, once we’ve reached a conclusion about someone or something, we tend to seek out evidence to support that conclusion. We easily accept the “reminders” to harbor bad feelings towards someone, but are skeptical toward the things that might dampen that negativity.
My preferred worship location is on a hill before a dramatic sunset that transforms me into a faceless silhouette with my arms lifted high to the heavens. But that’s just me.
This is a devotional I wrote for the weekly email for my company’s Christian Diversity Network Association, based on a topic I covered in a previous blog called Superstitianity. In the interest of padding my blog, I am posting a slightly modified version here: “You shall not take the name of the LORD…