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Student Ministry Struggles: When You Can't Fix the Kids

Student Ministry Struggles: When You Can't Fix the Kids

. . . the noble desire that longs to help, to fix, and to rescue is the same desire that Satan can use in ministry to weaken us. He uses it to halt our prayers to the true savior; to bring instability to our faithfulness by making our faithfulness seem to rest on us, not Jesus.

Is It Wrong to Be Wealthy?

Is It Wrong to Be Wealthy?

Navigating a finite world of finite resources with self-serving hearts is what makes wealth such a source of temptation for us.

Your Spouse's Sin is for Your Good

Your Spouse's Sin is for Your Good

It's no shock when I'm impatient with my husband. He's slow and methodical. He doesn't do anything in a hurry. He’s the opposite of me in this way and I love it about him. It's clear I needed to marry a man who measures my temperament with his steadiness. This characteristic of my husband is a means of grace from God to help me grow.

It also drives me nuts.

Rethinking Christianese

Rethinking Christianese

If our “Christianese” doesn’t align with the words of God himself, what language are we really speaking?

For the Love of Money

For the Love of Money

We gain contentment when we choose to fight the lowly things of this world that enrapture and attempt to master us. We fight because we know there is no lasting joy or fulfillment to be found outside of God (Ps 16:2). Through this fight we get to experience the blessings that God gives us in this world without being owned by them, and look forward to the treasures he promises us in eternity (Ps 16:11; Heb 10:34).

Bitterness and the Church

Bitterness and the Church

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.”

When Christians Won't Help You

When Christians Won't Help You

With only an hour or so to catch up, a few friends and I were at a table outside waiting for our lunch. A stranger had stumbled up, taken a prolonged stare at the counseling book on our table, said (aloud) to himself, “RICHARD! Here’s your chance,” and pulled out the fourth chair.