Christmas is a bold reminder of the arrival of One who pursued us beyond reason. Of a Saviour who would rather die than live without us.
On this our 29th anniversary, we've been reflecting on the words theologian Rod Stewart sings, “I wish that I knew what I know now when I was younger.” Here are a few things we know now.
Some of us are fearful of silence. If we stop we may have to think for ourselves. If we listen we may not like what we hear. We find solitude synonymous with loneliness. And so we miss the quiet whisperings of God.
I am convinced that few weapons are more important in fighting discouragement and difficulty these days than a good sense of humour. Laughter, stress, and worry cannot co-exist for long.
I learned a little about English from Mr. Bienert. But I learned much more about life. I learned to keep a childlike heart. I learned that the first three letters of the word diet spell die, so go ahead and have pie with your ice cream.
Someone has defined failure as succeeding at something that doesn't really matter. Are you passionate about things that last? I hope so.
Dating is nothing new for my daughter. Years ago Rachael began leaving our house once a month for dinner and a movie with the guy she loved: Her dad.
My mom made her share of mistakes, but as I celebrate the first Mother's Day without her around, I'd like to tell you four reasons she was just about perfect.
Here are stories of friends of mine who have learned that looking a little higher helps us find the things money can and cannot buy.
Phil Callaway interviews Chuck Swindoll in this revealing article.