God leads us to green pastures. He comforts us with his grace in our darkest valleys.
Christian spirituality is not a flight from the world, but a deep dive into its brokenness.
At the end of the day, what do you want to be known for? Your opinions, or your Savior?

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Your church is not healthy. If they were healthy, they wouldn’t need someone to heal them.
Christianity is not a solo endeavor. Not a private relationship between Jesus and me.
The angriest people I meet are former Christians.
The story of Christ crucified has a happy ending. Jesus has conquered the grave. He beat the death rap.
In the twinkling of that eye the perishable will become imperishable, and our bodies will be changed and become more glorious than we ever could have imagined.
Their love story was a long time in coming. He was 82 and she 74. And this was the first, and the last, marriage for both.
Then He went to the coffin. He touched it, like a carpenter sizing up the piece of wood He plans to turn into some sort of new creation, running His hand down its side.
So it is with my little garden as well; dead, so it would seem. Nothing. Barren.
Jesus takes that burden away in the “I forgive you and them” and gives us His “light” burden.
A crisis of faith always occurs when we begin to believe that God has betrayed us.
You are changing as your eyes move over these sentences. You are aging. You are on your way to death. And nothing, absolutely nothing, can alter that fact.
In this evil generation we’re all in the dark about something. We’re all inevitably overcome by the darkness of sin and death.