So today, remember what Christ has done for you. He died to make you debt-free. Repent, believe the gospel, trust Jesus’ sacrifice on your behalf. And come before the Father who offers grace, hope and peace to all who believe. Christian, it is for freedom that Christ set you free!
Be free, indeed.
As the discussion on branding and platforming has unfolded, how can we help one another to heed the ton-load of wisdom in these short articles? If Christian writers shouldn’t be seeking to build up self, then what should they be doing? We ought to be exalting Jesus and building up others (Phil 2:3), but how can we tell if our writing is doing that?
Is it true? Can I expect God to heal me? Should we expect him to solve our dilemmas? To fix broken circumstances? To mend fractured relationships? And what does it mean for us when our hurts persist?
We are talkers. Our talking isn’t just a way we pass the time. There is much more going on with our desire to speak. Part of the reason we speak compulsively is an attempt to rule and subdue the earth, because we image a God of spoken power.
When we, as kids, would complain to my dad about how mom wasn’t letting us have the sleepover we asked for, or when I entered that phase of life in college in which I felt I knew everything and she knew little, he would slowly say, “That’s my bride you’re talking about.”
A very common piece of advice, or warning, I have received is that my closest friends should not be in our church. I have been told it’s impossible to have close friendships with church members, warned I will get burned, and told to find another outlet for community in order to protect myself and my family from negative experiences.
Whenever you feel like you are chasing a campus popularity contest or entering the rat race to publish or be a certain teacher’s favorite, remember: no one cares. Globally? There are two billion Chinese and Indian people who couldn't care less. Don't believe me? Walk up to a dozen American millennials and ask who John Piper is and watch them stare at you.
I’ve been in church my whole life. I’m grateful for that, but I’m also not.
I fully understand that my children only have one mother, and that’s me. It is my job to anticipate their needs and help them grow into mature adults. That is why there is hands down absolutely nothing else in this world I want my girls to know more than the fact that I love Jesus and that their parents desire to give their lives for Him. But the way they know that is by watching us actually DO that.
I am sitting on the floor looking through boxes of old pictures from college and I’m cringing. And not just because college is now fourteen years behind me and the hairstyles were bad (which they were). Picture after picture of revealing dresses and low-cut shirts. I was a Christian, but modesty was not on my radar.
Our most vital task as parents is to know God so well that what pleases and impresses and disappoints Him affects us, and our parenting daily. We want to know Him so well that what He has done and is capable of doing is obvious to little watching eyes; so well that what He says to us in all of our circumstances sounds loudly to tiny listening ears.
Having a husband and being a mother has certainly changed me. Not because that’s the only thing in life that can change a person, but because God has chosen this specifically to bring about change in my life.... while being a wife and mom has changed me, it hasn’t budged my identity. If anything, it’s made me more certain of it; and I don’t mean I feel "made for" or am a natural at motherhood or holy matrimony. I'm not more sure in my identity as a Mom (that's just a fact), but I'm more sure of my identity as a Christ-Follower (also a fact, but my heart often wanes).