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When I was younger, if you had told me that I would love history one day, I would have laughed at you. In school, I thought history was boring and useless. My, how things change.
The change happened the first time I read a history book because I wanted to, not because I had to, for a class. After that, I was addicted.
Three main things cause me to love history. In no particular order, I would like to share them with you.
When you watch a play, you have the opportunity to watch characters and stories unfold right before…
Ignatius was the bishop of Antioch in Syria. He was arrested for his association with Christ and hauled off to Rome where he would die for his faith around A.D. 110.
On his way from Syria to Rome, knowing he was facing execution, he wrote letters to churches in various regions. In these letters, and much of the early church writing on persecution, there are some statements that are simply striking.
The way they viewed suffering for Christ presents a stark contrast from the way we often do. One of those letters was addressed to the Trallians. …
God is eternal. In fact, He is the only being or thing that is truly eternal. Even heaven, hell, angels, demons, and the human soul can only be considered eternal in a futuristic context. All of these things, though they have no end, did have a beginning. Only God is without beginning and without end.
Only God is wholly unrestricted by the reality of time. Since God is unrestricted by time, being the very force that restricts time itself, from His vantage point all things are present.
Though He chooses to reveal Himself to us within the framework of time…
In some of my recent reading on the Revolutionary War, I came across a statement that deeply affected me. It offered me a window into the lived experience of one man and his family in the tumult of those times. It was written by Lieutenant Samuel Cooper in a letter to his wife. Here is the statement.
The dangers we are to encounter I know not, but it shall never be said to my children: Your father was a coward. ( The British Are Coming by Rick Atkinson, page 213)
Lieutenant Cooper wrote these words shortly before beginning the long…
Dear schizophrenia…ahem…I mean Hurricane Season
I’m not going to lie. I hate to love you and I love to hate you. You’re the worst. You’re also the best. It’s weird, I know.
Our complex relationship started in 2019, my first time with you. In Indiana, I dealt with short little bursts of thrill. You know, a summer storm comes through, sudden tornado warning, and then a few minutes later everything’s cool.
Other than that, it was just cornfields and boredom.
Then I came to the not-so-sunshine state. I thought that meant awesome weather all the time. I was wrong.
How lonely sits the city That was full of people! She has become like a widow Who was once great among the nations!
(Lamentations 1:1a, NASB)
Do you remember?
The children used to play here
There was laughing
And dancing in the streets
Life was good then
We were whole then
We were happy
We built a temple
For our God to live in
But His glory
Was not enough for us
So we made idols
Do you remember?
And now what have we done? Once great Jerusalem The city once so full So full of people How…
If you are reading this article, it is possible you have already internally answered the title. “Why yes, I do want to be married. And to a forever spouse? Is that even possible anymore?” I have good news and bad news. The good news is that it is most definitely possible. The bad news? It can’t be forced and finding someone is not guaranteed.
I was blessed to find my forever spouse. If you’re wondering how I can know it will be forever, you will find out in the second point. …
I've never been a country boy
But sometimes I do miss that quiet life
Laying in the grass at night
Watching all those stars light up the sky
Not a worry
Not a fear
Just a boy with a simple home
Oh, those country roads
Are calling my name
But I'm afraid that I
Will never be the same
I am just so different now
Than I've ever been
The young are always talking how
They can't wait to get out of their boring towns
And find themselves somewhere out there
The grass is always greener somewhere else