We mourn the passing of loved ones and friends, but if they are in Christ we don’t mourn like the world.
A mother's thoughts on miscarriage, God's grace, and a tribute to tiny lives.
How often have men and women entered “outer darkness” after pretending a life of faith in Christ?
Death says you are less important than you’ve ever allowed yourself to believe. The gospel says you are far more loved than you’ve ever imagined.
My left knee sends out a regular signal in Morse code that death is creeping up on me.
One day my eyelids will do what they were made to do.
Anguish and confidence met to form sonorous, singing agreement: our God in heaven is sovereign.
We grieve at bedsides and empty beds, asking hard questions that might go unanswered for our lifetimes.
Richard saw the sheer eternal value in getting Christ's everything for his nothing.
Many would rather live it up now and use the party they create out of their life as a sedative numbing them to the certainty of what lies ahead in death.
We need a better reckoning of what is inevitable and what is fleeting, of what is emerging and what is retreating.
God revealed himself wonderfully in history through the ugly and violent picture of the cross.