Sometimes, I wish I was much older. Old enough to realize that my best, most influential, and productive days are behind me so that I could speak completely and openly about my life, my triumphs, and most of all, my struggles. Having a sense that the end is nearer seems to allow for an open honesty that can be extremely therapeutic personally, as well be full of lessons for others to learn from it, if done right and applied correctly. Most would say as you get older, you lose your filter. Maybe that’s true. God certainly knows every hidden corner of my life. As a result, the most brutal aspects of my life, past, present, and future are laid bare before God. I hold nothing back from Him, as if I could. Even the things I “strategically forget”, He knows in horrifying detail. Continue reading “The CHF Articles: The Daily Struggle… The Victory Won!”
Almost every day during the warmer months, I take a stroll on the boardwalk near my home. Sometimes, I’m up early enough to see the sun burst forth from the horizon, and some days I get out at just the right time to catch it dropping from view. These are remarkable visions to behold and worthy of praising God for all that He has made. There are times I do marvel at them, and then there are other times. The other times scare me. They make me fear for my very soul. They are those times when you see great beauty day in and day out and find them uninspiring. Continue reading “The CHF Articles: Yet Faith Remains…”
A while back, my wife and I attended the wake and memorial service of a friend from a prior church we attended. He was in his 50’s, died unexpectedly, and left behind a wife and an adult daughter. It was hard to see him laying in that coffin, especially since he was only few years older than me. He was a faithful Christian and a hard worker, who also served his country and played the trombone like nobody’s business. Continue reading “The CHF Articles: Death And The Gospel”
If there is one thing I like about Peter, it’s his failures. He was bold and passionate about following Jesus, and yet he would also at times fall flat on his face. I could only imagine all the things that weren’t written about him. It seemed to be a part of his nature. This carried on even after the Spirit was given at Pentecost. We know this because Paul had to challenge Peter on at least one occasion about playing favorites. Again, it just makes me wonder what a fuller picture of Peter’s life would reveal. Continue reading “The CHF Articles: We All Sink Like Peter”
There was another criminal next to Christ the day he died. He was aware of who Jesus was, and why he was there. Unlike the other criminal who seemed to accept his fate and cry out for mercy, this one had a different plan. He knew this innocent man hanging next to him was alleged to be more than just a good Rabbi with followers that sat under his teachings. Continue reading “The CHF Articles: The Other Criminal’s Demand: “Save Us!””
I’m afraid of dying.
I am a Christian and I am horribly afraid of falling bridges, crashing planes, turned over cars and anything else that you can think of that would include my body being mangled into a mess of bones and flesh. Please don’t comfort me with, “If a plane crashes, you’ll die quick” and other little catchy things like that. I don’t walk around overly pre-occupied with it. It doesn’t stop me from driving …over bridges …to an airport. It might make me uncomfortable and irritable on a flight, which I admit I try to do as little as possible. But on occasion, I’ll still board a plane. Can I be a Christian and be afraid of dying? I hope so.
Source: The Criminal’s Prayer: “Remember Me!” (9/28/16)
No, that is not a typo. I am telling you to put your trust in this Old Testament prophet. I want you to look at him and be assured of God’s love for you. Continue reading “The CHF Articles: Put Your Trust In Jonah”
Today, I almost died several times.
The first time it happened I was at home doing the regular morning routine, except for the fact that I WAS RUNNING LATE! I was so sure that the world was against me that day. I couldn’t get dressed, and out the door fast enough. But then, I couldn’t find my car keys. The soft voice of my wife across the room told me that she hung them up for me. NO WONDER I COULDN’T FIND THEM! My temper was short, and my words were quick. Continue reading “The CHF Articles: Today, I Almost Died”
To the Pastors and Preachers whose only word for me and others seem to be, “make sure you’re right with God!” and then proceed to remind us of all our possible sinful behaviors. Continue reading “The CHF Articles: Make Sure You’re Right With God!”
A promise was made to my older brother roughly 50 years ago. He was just an infant and had no idea that this promise was being set upon him. It was a promise that wasn’t his to fulfill. It carried with it no stipulations or loopholes that could void it. It was a one-sided agreement to protect and keep him. The most he could ever do was reject it, but even that would be difficult to do. When the water poured out down over his infant head at baptism, the promise was sealed. God would call this child-my brother-His own. Continue reading “The CHF Articles: Baptism’s Promise”