I find it interesting that so little is said about Joseph in the Gospel narrative. And yet, without his immediate obedience to God, Jesus may have been killed in his childhood. Here’s what the Gospel writers tell us about Joseph: Jacob was his father. He was the husband of Mary, by whom Jesus was born, […]
Today’s article is by my son, Paul Perkins. One summer while in high school, I attended a two-week conference in the mountains of Colorado. For ten hours a day, we listened to lecture after lecture about topics relating to our faith. From a Christian perspective, we heard about the Bible, apologetics, comparative religions, cultural issues, politics, […]
I’m a fan of New Year’s resolutions. I realize most resolutions are made only to be broken. You could prove the point by visiting any gym anywhere in the world during the first week of January. And then visit that gym a month later.
I discovered this truth decades ago when I first started working out on a regular basis. I was stunned the first week of January when I had to stand in line to get a dumb bell or sit on the leg curl bench or step on the treadmill. The place was jammed with people I had never seen.
There’s a part of the Christmas story that seldom gets told. It involves someone overshadowed by Mary and Jesus and the shepherds and the star and the stable and the manger and the angels and the wise men.
I’ve never liked uncertainty. When there’s relational instability, I’ll do almost anything to resolve it. When I’m confused about my future, I’ll obsess until I’ve clarified it. When there’s a project due or a test approaching, I’ll over-prepare to ensure success.
Above nearly all else, I value stability and consistency, predictability and certainty. Which is why, for a long time, I struggled with my faith in God.