Encounter on the Damascus Highway, Part One
Various methods are employed to communicate the good news of Christ to the lost. Some of the approaches appear to be successful and effective on the surface, but underneath they leave much to be desired.
Written by Chuck Swindoll, these encouraging devotional thoughts are published seven days per week.
Various methods are employed to communicate the good news of Christ to the lost. Some of the approaches appear to be successful and effective on the surface, but underneath they leave much to be desired.
Having some big struggles with envy? Eating your heart out because somebody’s a step or two ahead of you in the race and gaining momentum? Relax. You are you—not them!
Jealousy is coarse and cruel. Envy is sneaky and subtle. Jealousy clutches and smothers. Envy is forever reaching, longing, squinting, thinking (and saying) sinister insinuations.
In all of this darkness, there is one beacon of light. People considering suicide usually want to be rescued. They leave clues that read, “Help me!”
The longer I live, the more I realize the scarcity of people who can be fully trusted with confidential information. The longer I live, the more I value those rare souls who fall into that category!
Stop lying to yourself, first, then to others, second. Honestly admit that cheating is self-deception, that the biggest loss is suffered by you, not by others.
Apprehension. It’s as American as a Chevy or TV dinners. And it’s strange. Apprehension is a notch or two above worry, but it feels like its twin.
Scriptural justification for this? Yes, indeed. In fact, the entire New Testament is filled with such directives. Of course, it’s easy to miss them when we are blinded by the most common disease known to humankind: selfishness.
Chances are very good, in fact, that there are those in your church fellowship who feel unwanted, forgotten, unloved (and unlovely!)—and are more lonely than words can express.
As we discussed yesterday, the church is overrun with parrots and virtually devoid of eagles. Too harsh? You decide.