Nothing Separates You
Father, I confess I judge your love by my circumstances, measuring your affection by my comfort level. When things go well, I feel loved. When trials come, I question whether you care. When prayers go unanswered, I wonder if you've withdrawn from me. I'm interpreting circumstances as evide
Paul cataloged threats to his security: "Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?" (Romans 8:35). These weren't hypothetical dangers. Paul experienced all of them - beaten, imprisoned, shipwrecked, hu
Father, I confess I measure my life by accomplishments rather than faithfulness, by impact achieved rather than obedience maintained. I want my life to matter significantly, to leave lasting marks, to accomplish impressive things. I'm uncomfortable with the possibility that my race might e
Yesterday the church remembered James, son of Zebedee, one of Jesus's closest disciples. He was part of the inner circle with Peter and John who witnessed Jesus's transfiguration (Mark 9:2), accompanied him to Jairus's house (Mark 5:37), and stayed closest during Gethsemane's agony (Mark 1