“Is it a sin?” you wonder quietly to yourself. “The Bible never mentions it.”
It is true that the Bible doesn’t directly touch on many issues that we face today. Computers weren’t around when Jesus walked the Earth; nor were cell phones, magazines, tennis shoes, or cereal. We live in an environment that would be completely foreign to anyone living even just a century before us; and we live among temptations and ideals that even some of the adults in our lives don’t understand.
“Back in my day, if you wanted to see a beautiful girl on a truck in a bikini, you had to work for it!” reads a quote meant to be humorous in a men’s magazine. It points to a sad truth: the pathways to sin are now well-paved after years of blazing the trails; the wide path with the heavy yoke is looking easier than ever before. Continue reading “When You’re Not Sure If It’s Wrong”
Life on Farmer Brown’s farm was always peaceful. Pig played in the mud. Duck swam in the pond. Horse chomped on her hay. And Farmer Brown took care of them all.
Life was good. That was, until a new animal came to the farm.
“Good afternoon, my fellow farm animals! I am Joel O’Steer, your newest companion; and I’m going to make every day a Farm Day from now on!” Continue reading “And Farmer Brown Took Care of Them All”
Check out my guest post on author Mark W. Sasse’s blog about the Church and the Civil Rights Movement!
I appreciate Kimberly Horton allowing me to publish her very interesting paper on various Christian denominations’ responses to the Civil Rights Movement. It’s an area I had not previously given much thought to, but as you will see, it’s an area where the view of the church and Christian charity towards equal rights for African […]
via Neither Jew nor Greek: The Church and the Civil Rights Movement — mwsasse
Your friend is an alcoholic.
An ex-convict and alcoholic, to be exact. Two years ago, he was arrested for multiple DUIs and an incident at a bar that ended in a black eye and bloody nose (and you should have seen the other guy.) Today, he’s living in a halfway house, trying to kick his addiction and take back his life.
Your friend is a drug addict.
He’s been living on the streets for years, buying and selling and getting high and crashing low. He comes to you every once in a while, and you clean him up, let him stay in your house, encourage him to get better. He never does–but you hope that someday, someday he might be receptive.
Continue reading “Your Friend is an Alcoholic”