You reacted in anger, the thought seared the back of my mind. You didn’t take the time to listen to his concerns, and you were impatient. You hurt him.   I like to plan as far in advance as possible, especially for key events. But occasionally I get so busy with the many details of our worldwide ministry that an important item slips through.   This was one of those occasions. With a key international conference just a couple of weeks away, I had just realized the need for a

Jesus is the object of our faith.   He is truly worthy of our faith. He is the door to our salvation and the immense blessings God has in store for us.  When we believed in Him and received Him as our Lord and Savior, we did so by faith.  By placing our faith in Christ, we received not only the blessings He has planned for us, but His very life. Before coming to Christ, we were dead spiritually. Paul explains in Ephesians 2:1, “Once you were dead, doomed forever because of yo

M y daughter spilled the beans about Santa.  She was in 2 nd grade and a group of girls were huddled on the playground talking (rapidly) about their Christmas wish lists.  One friend giggled her excitement about Santa’s visit on Christmas Eve.  My daughter felt she needed to set her straight.   “You know that Santa’s not real.”  She announced with stern authority. “Yes he is!” “No he’s not!” “Yes—.”  You get the idea.  Her friend had the last word, however. Just as the reces