A lot of Christians today say they want a Christian nation. One would think, as a pastor, I would too. The Bible and history make my position more complicated.
It might be possible, please hear me out, that there is some aspect of the new Pope, Leo XIV, more important than whether he roots for the Cubs or the White Sox, as needful of divine intervention as those two teams tend to be.
When Pope Francis passed away, some people asked me for an evaluation of his pontificate. A few days have passed since. Our Catholic friends finished their mourning period, and the conclave starts tomorrow, so now I think it’s the right time to share my thoughts.
This week, a Christian friend shared a new claim about an alleged health cure based on an event that never happened. Another shared what the briefest of searches would have revealed was a falsehood about a political foe. The short-term “win” is often a long way from the truth.
Pope Francis has died. We should all pray for his eternal rest and that perpetual light shine upon him, as we should for everyone who leaves this life, both as a spiritual work of mercy and in hope that having reached Heaven, in part through our prayers, he will intercede for us.
Is it acceptable to admit I’m conflicted? In our polarized society, it may not be, but I am. I’m talking about the president’s Easter Declaration and feel utterly conflicted about it.
I’ve only heard nonsense from David Bentley Hart. He tries to cloak an argument for universal salvation in Christian language, an endeavor popular to our cultural ears and foreign to God’s Words.
Ash Wednesday is meant to be a journey of repentance, taking us through the things that we struggle with and reminding us who our God is. That might not sound like the most uplifting thing at first, but it’s actually It’s something that I think is crucial for us to understand what God does for us and how He cares about us and how He’s with us.
It feels like the news cycle has been particularly wild since I happened to start preaching through Psalm 8 in mid-January. Busyness has a way of making us forget where we really are. This Psalm from King David seeks to help remind us of how things really are.
It’s New Year’s Day. As a kid, I noted it as the day Christmas ended. The music cut off on the radio, the lights went off around the neighborhood and, curiously, the snowmen came down all over, too.