They say that during D. L. Moody’s evangelistic campaign in England a man was making a long public prayer and Moody interrupted him and said, “While this brother finishes his prayer, let’s have a song.” I’ve heard and read the story many times.
[Read more…] about Long Prayers
Living in Christian Community
Making the Most of the Opportunity. The Eternal Vision Ministry Team at the Character Inn will be a brief experience of life in a Christian Community. If you keep your heart in right adjustment every day it will be a place of intense, focused training for life. It can be a powerful laboratory for life. As such it should be seen as a great opportunity. But you need to understand the opportunity that it is. There are rich benefits of living in community.
[Read more…] about Living in Christian Community
A Mongrel at a Dog Show
The guys were going to Grand Rapids to a book store that smells of coffee. Then they were going to spend some time looking at guitars. I had other things to do but I really didn’t like the idea of the guys being gone all day without me. And I especially didn’t like the idea of missing out on a lazy Saturday browsing the bookstore that smells of fresh-brewed coffee. I invited myself to go along. They are always eager to have me along because I am good company, and I’m witty… and I always treat for lunch.
[Read more…] about A Mongrel at a Dog Show
A Plastic Eight-ball
A. W. Tozer once wrote: “What comes to your mind when you think about God is the most important thing about you. Worship is pure or base as the worshipper entertains high or low thoughts of God. The man who comes to a right belief about God is relieved of ten thousand temporal problems.” That’s the point of my essay today:
[Read more…] about A Plastic Eight-ball
Influence
About a year ago I picked up the phone and called Mrs. Neleigh. She was my literature teacher when I was a senior in high school in Greenville, Ohio. I had not spoken with her since June of 1977.
[Read more…] about Influence
Freddie, Who Was Dumb
We once had a dog we called Freddie. I can’t remember why we gave him that name… in fact Freddie wasn’t a him at all. Come to think of it Freddie was adopted from some neighbors who moved away. She looked a little like a squat German Shepherd.
[Read more…] about Freddie, Who Was Dumb
Recent Comments