Now when Job’s three friends heard of all this evil that had come upon him, they came each from his own place, Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite. They made an appointment together to come to show him sympathy and comfort him. And when they saw him from a distance, they did not recognize him. And they raised their voices and wept, and they tore their robes and sprinkled dust on their heads toward heaven. And they sat with him on the ground seven days and seven nights, and no one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his suffering was very great.
Job 2:11-13 (ESV)
There was a man in the land of Uz whose name was Job, and that man was blameless and upright, one who feared God and turned away from evil. There were born to him seven sons and three daughters. He possessed 7,000 sheep, 3,000 camels, 500 yoke of oxen, and 500 female donkeys, and very many servants, so that this man was the greatest of all the people of the east. Job 1:1-3
One of the most regular, and familiar parts of the current contemporary mainstream evangelical church service is the altar call.
Whether for first time believers walking the aisle wanting to hand their lives over to Jesus, or old mainstays in the church that go up for prayer for some sin or struggle in their life. Inevitably, and without fail, there will always be those repeat offenders that return week after week. Those repeaters run the aisle after every service, needing prayer for the same thing again. Continue reading “We Need Forgiveness, ALL THE TIME!”
When you’re in that place of emptiness, what else is there to say? When your sin is larger than life, and you feel as if it has you on the ropes, what gets you through the day? How do you even survive the night? Continue reading “Christ Hold Fast… Please!”
Sunday, April 23, 2017
Nearly 9:00 PM, and I feel like a prisoner in my car. If there is one thing I feared the most about being part of a church plant in the heart of New York City, this would be it. Continue reading “Church Plant Memoirs: What Was I Thinking?”
Nothing like talking about weight loss!
I get so tired of being fat. A few years ago, I “slimmed down” to roughly 230 pounds, and was feeling pretty good about myself. Now, that’s not skinny for a short guy, but with my frame, it wasn’t bad as I continued on. Well, for a variety of factors, which included stress and laziness, my weight went back up, topping at a whopping 261 pounds, which is to date, my heaviest. It took me awhile, but eventually I did reenter the “bulge battle.” When I did, it was like starting over. It felt like turning the key on a cold engine in an old car. It sometimes takes a while to catch, but eventually it turns over, then you throw it in gear, and you’re on your way. Presently at this time, I am 40 pounds lighter with 25 or so to go, but frankly, there are days I’m just tired of trying. I’d rather poke a hole in the “gas line”, or pull a few “wires” so I can leave the car in the driveway and stay right where I am. Continue reading “Just 10 More Pounds…”
This is a follow up to my Good Friday post. It’s just another attempt to really consider where his followers stood right before that Resurrection Sunday. My desire is that as we get closer to Easter, we might consider more deeply his death so we might relish more His return.
Have you ever considered this day? Continue reading “Saturday Mourn, Hopelessness Realized.”
A video sermon on John 19:16-30 by Pastor Erick Sorensen for Good Friday.
We call it Good Friday, and it is. We know what that means. We know the salvation it brings to have our sins paid for on the cross. We know the new life we have in his resurrection. But I wondered if we ever truly contemplated what was happening in the hearts and minds of his followers (at least the ones that were left) in those hours that he was taken and crucified? This is my attempt to sort through that. It’s simply a poem to consider what was happening, and without the benefit of history, how we might have seen it through the eyes that believed and followed him. My prayer is that this poem might make you think a little more deeply about that Friday, and even that Saturday (see tomorrow for that thought.) and hopefully by thinking on these things, make that resurrection Sunday that much sweeter!
If you truly like it, could you be kind enough to share it on all your social media sites so others might have an opportunity to ponder what a Good Friday it really is.
Today’s the day he was betrayed by a friend,
as a simple kiss led to an arrest. Continue reading “Today’s The Day…”
This was an article originally published on a phenomenal gospel-saturated, grace-focused, Christ-exalting ministry website named TWO ROSES. Unfortunately, the curators of that ministry have closed up shop. I wish the best to the two young gentlemen that ran it, and hope they continue to remember how important grace is to the believer.
Now read on!
I’m a Christian and naturally to be a Christian is to be one in every environment. That means I’m a Christian at home. I love my wife, guide my children and help my neighbors. It means I’m a Christian at work. I am diligent in my profession and I’m an example to follow to all who come in contact with me. I’m a Christian with my friends. I love them and encourage them and serve them in all things. I’m a Christian in the world. I am the best tipper where I eat, and the most respectful customer where I shop. Whoever I’m engaged with throughout my day will be blessed by our interaction. Finally, I’m a Christian when I’m home alone. When no ones around, I successfully refrain from porn, pray without ceasing, and always do my devotionals and bible reading. Continue reading “The Gospel in Being a Christian”