Scripture isn’t supposed to make you a jerk. It doesn’t matter if “the Bible says.” If you’re a jerk about it, you don’t actually care what the Bible says.
A Conversation With My Non-Christian Mom About Being A Pastor. -
My mom asks me what it’s like to be a pastor, and how hard it must be to get so involved with so many lives. She says, “It has to be like living with a bunch of people all at once” — and that was probably the best description I’ve heard of ministry.
At one point my mom says, “Be…
This is going to rub some of you the wrong way but the scriptures are so clear.
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If you give them a God made in their own image, I guarantee they’ll accept Him. But He won’t be the God who saves.
The question is not, “Do you know you are a sinner?” the question is this, “As you have heard me preach the Gospel, has God so worked in your life that the sin you…
This is why He warned people to ‘count the cost’ before becoming Christians. ‘Make no mistake,’ He says, ‘if you let me, I will make you perfect. The moment you put yourself in My hands, that is what you’re in for. Nothing less or other than that. You have free will, and if you choose, you can push Me away. But if you do not push Me away understand that I am going to see this job through. Whatever suffering it may cost you in your earthy life, whatever inconceivable purification it may cost you after death, whatever it costs Me, I will never rest, nor let you rest, until you are literally perfect—until my Father can say without reservation that He is well pleased with you, as He said He was well pleased with me. This I can do and will do. But I will not do anything less.’ — C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity (via jspark3000)
(Source: p3rspective, via jspark3000)
Many times we think someone is ranting, but they’re actually speaking with conviction: and everyone has just forgotten the sound of real passion. We’re so afraid of absolutes and a strong gut and digging in your heels, that we dismiss the powerful voice of a lonely fighter. Listen for quiet…
When I practice my sermons, I sometimes pull up a chair right in front of me.
I picture the 15 year old kid whose parents are divorced and who wants to kill himself everyday and hates everyone at school.
I picture the single mom who lost custody of her children because she can’t hold down a job in this economy and drinks herself to sleep every night.
I picture the hard-hearted religious hypocrite who sings loudly every Sunday at his church but goes home to beat his kids.
I think of my future wife, my future children, I think of the historical figures in the Bible sitting there hearing my preaching.
I’m not about to yell in someone’s face who has real issues that need real help.
It’s great to sound passionate. But what does real passion sound like?
It sounds like a man nailed to a cross whispering forgiveness over his own murderers. It sounds like a man raised to life calling for the disciple who betrayed him so he could reinstate him back to fruitful ministry. It sounds like Jesus weeping over Jerusalem, angry at a temple for turning God’s house into a consumer’s playground, raising a young girl to life with the words, “It’s time to wake up now, honey.”
I’m fine with loud preaching, but what are we loud about? — J.S. from this post (via jspark3000)
Finally graduated and now I am officially a US soldier. It was tough and fun.