This election is different from all others in that apparently God really is in control. I mean there’s no doubt about it this time. Even my free will friends, after a difficult, heated discussion about our election choices, put a hand on my shoulder and say, “don’t worry about this; God is still on his..
This November, for some Christians, personal holiness will dictate a protest vote against Donald Trump. Is this really conscience, or something darker? Over my years as a believer, I’ve seen personal holiness measured in strange ways. One Sunday morning, after my wife was introduced to a member of the praise team as a “baby Christian,”..
Call me weird, but I see God in a well-stocked American grocery store. I’m on vacation now, and I can’t help annoying my wife with random shopping cart additions: Ranch Wavys, Dove Milk Chocolate bars, ice cold single-serving packs of Caesar salad, exotic hard cheeses, four different vintages of Chardonnay I’ve never tried, husked sweet..
Christians who lament the “the false god of politics” may be worshiping a different kind of prostitution.. Idolatry, in our time, wears a much more pleasant Sunday dress than she did 3,000 years ago. She wouldn’t dare put on those old, blood stained robes of Molech. If Hillary Clinton asked her supporters to bow down..
Not sure if I’m all blogged out on the Pharisee spirit of the NeverTrump movement, (probably not) but I think it’s important to refute the empty-headed use of scripture. One NeverTrumper used these verses to justify political apathy, or, uh, something: It is better to trust in the Lord than to put confidence in man…
“Hey, can I get some help with the groceries?” “Love to, but I’m a citizen of heaven. I’m not really even here.” Let’s just take a look, folks, at a few of our problems, here on this earthly plane — as we’re working out our Citizen of Heaven obligations. Last night, and the night..
When you finally come to the conclusion there is a God, you’re likely to try to attempt to please Him. And this is where it can get dangerous. You might be on your way to the sanctuary for worship, and you see a man curled up by the side of the road, bloody and beaten..
I wrote about the strange martyrdom of #NeverTrump crowd the other day. They could be thrashing and screaming in the Niagra River, approaching the falls, hearing the thunder in the distance, and if Donald Trump was piloting a lavish, gold-canopied Trump cocktail cruiser and throwing out a life-preserver, they would look around for another option..
I’m pretty sure I know who you #NeverTrump people are. You are people of some faith, most likely. You are trying to make a living, and you are annoyed that a growing class of people don’t even care about making a living–and you make those coasting privileges possible. You couldn’t believe the America you love..