As I’ve viewed images of the devastation in Las Vegas I’ve grieved for those who, in an instant, lost their life. One moment they were listening to Jason Aldean, the next they were lying dead in a pool of their own blood. The carnage took 59 lives. Today the husbands, wives, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, […]
Between my late teens and early twenties, I became convinced that I was on the verge of a spiritual epiphany—a paradigm shift that would revolutionize how I viewed and interacted with God. It would upset my conventional understanding of Christianity, replacing it with something contagious and overflowing. It would transform a structured, rote belief-system into a radical, fresh faith.
Deep down, I wanted God to impact the world . . . my world. I wanted prayer to cause miracles. I wanted faith to move mountains. I wanted what I believed to alter how I interacted with others.
Minnesota Viking running back Adrian Peterson has created a media storm because he spanked his son with a switch. After looking at the images of his son’s bruised legs and arms, I don’t think he spanked his son. He beat him.
In the last week I’ve read and listened to numerous views on the subject of corporal punishment. Frankly, most of what I’ve read would be opposed by anyone who cares for the welfare of children
Why? It’s the question that hits first and lingers longest. Why me? Why now? Why this? Most people don’t even try to answer such questions. How could they?
Many believe that Christianity is a broad and accepting religion that would eliminate no one who sincerely seeks God. While they believe all religions have some technical distinctions, they believe all religions are basically the same. They would say, “It doesn’t matter how you get to God as long as you get there.”