One active way we can remind ourselves of our comparative insignificance is to do something we’re probably going to be bad at.

Maybe he’s not the fool; maybe it’s me. Maybe it’s my eyesight. Is it possible that I’m conversing with the One who can draw water without a bucket?

It’s not that God doesn’t want good things for us; he certainly does. But what God defines as good is himself. Everything else just gets in the way.

When I took my first pastorate, a frequent comment from my congregation was, “You're too skinny to be Southern Baptist. We'll do something about that!” I must admit, over the past five years, remaining healthy has been an uphill battle.

Abundant religious activity cannot mask a rebellious heart at the last day.

Sometimes, we won't think there are good enough reasons given to obey God, yet we are called to obey Him anyway.

Declawing the Bible of its warnings against and judgments upon sin is not good for the church.

The way to happiness is when we exchange our sin and selfishness and small dreams for something harder and better and God-honoring.

Blood, always precious, is priceless when it streams from Immanuel's side.

Christ calls us to share His death and resurrection with love and humility, as well as power and boldness.