A moving poem by John Piper For some of you the business of the season is on pause for a few days. Take a minute and listen to and think about this great poem about sacrifice, love, redemption and renewal.
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, 2 looking
“In the Old Testament, the priest would humbly stand between God and people as a mediator of sorts. He would bring the hopes, dreams, fears, and sins of the people before God as their advocate and intercessor. He would hear
“God voluntarily created us. He gave us the highest privilege of being His image bearers….we are not turtles. We are not fireflies. We are not caterpillars or coyotes. We are people. We are the image bearers of the holy and
“There is within the human heart a tough fibrous root of fallen life whose nature is to possess, always to possess. It covets “things” with a deep and fierce passion. The pronouns “my” and “mine” look innocent enough in print,
In their book Doctrine, Mark Driscoll & Gerry Breshears write about reflecting the Glory of God as we suffer. “We image God by suffering well. When the clouds of trial, pain, loss, hardship, hurt, and tears roll in, we must