Vessels of Honor: Understanding Your Body as God’s Holy Temple
One Sunday morning, I sat in my usual spot at church, half-listening to the pastor’s message. Then something he said…
One Sunday morning, I sat in my usual spot at church, half-listening to the pastor’s message. Then something he said…
One evening, as I sat on my couch, I wrestled with the idea of being “perfect.” Like many believers, I…
David stood before the giant, a mere shepherd boy facing a seasoned warrior. The odds seemed impossible. Yet, with unwavering…
It was a quiet Sunday morning. Pastor John stood before his congregation, holding up his well-worn Bible. “Have you ever…
Picture a young boy in rural Mississippi, walking down a dusty gravel road to his mailbox. In his hand, he…
One year after I became a Christian I learned this lesson the hard way. A coworker had spread vicious rumors…
The old woman sat quietly in the pew, Bible on her lap. The words of the pastor bounced off the…
There’s an old adage about how life used to be in the quaint little towns. Everyone knows their neighbor, and…
In a small town, a group of friends were sitting and discussing their lives and faith. Among them was Mia,…