Perhaps this might turn into a series, but this morning I want to address one of many sentimental errors that are rife in the Christian world. I don’t doubt the perpetrators mean well (and I stand among the guilty), but being sincerely wrong is still,
I’m increasingly begging God to kill the coronavirus. The impact of this disease is taking its toll on so many areas of life and death. I long for God’s merciful deliverance. The suffering of our church family in recent days has heightened my desire for
Jesus wanted his followers to have peace in the midst of tribulation. He encouraged their peace because he had overcome the world. Since he overcame, we can be at peace that we, too, will conquer as we rely on his strength.
I remember clearly getting home from hiking the Fish River Canyon in 2009. I had not looked into a mirror the entire time I was away. After walking over 20km each day in the blazing sun, wearing the same shirt and hat, and taking no